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They arrived at a grand mansion in Kakarl.

Starting from the entrance, one had to pass a large circular fountain before reaching the mansion's gates, far more luxurious than Cyclone's former hero mansion.

Upon arrival, the driver got out of the car, opened the door, and quickly walked to meet the butler who came to greet them, whispering a few words.

Although Cyclone noticed these small actions, it was not their place to interfere in the affairs of the guests.

If anything went wrong, Yuna was there.

To conceal their identities from the public, Cyclone and Yuna put on their masks again before getting out of the car.

"Let's go, honey."

"Mm."

Meanwhile, the driver was giving a report to the butler.

"Why isn't it the demon?"

"The demon left the surgery to this ridiculous masked man."

"This is unexpected."

"I know, but the demon refused the exchange, saying that his apprentice, a black-market doctor, is already capable."

"Capable?"

"Yes."

"Can this person be trusted?"

"Yes, despite his recent reputation over the past month, just now he was fooling around with his nurse in the car."

"What?!"

"Yes."

"..."

Faced with this response, the butler pondered for a moment.

"Never mind, as long as he is not a man of integrity, let him in."

Once the butler made up his mind, he greeted Cyclone and Yuna with a smile.

Dressed in a sexy white nurse outfit, even though Yuna wore a fox mask, the faintly discernible charm between her legs had already captured the attention of the two men.

When their eyes did not meet her mouth, Yuna whispered gently.

"It seems we were allowed in because we played in the car."

"What?! Is that so?"

Guided by the butler, Cyclone entered the noble mansion.

"You've arrived!"

A loud voice came from the side, and for a moment, Cyclone couldn't tell who it was.

But as he turned around, Cyclone was taken aback.

With golden long hair and even in casual wear, the long sword at her waist stood out prominently.

Allen's Wind Knights captain, Sonja, was unexpectedly present.

"Let me explain the situation..."

Because of the masks and not speaking, Sonja did not recognize Cyclone and Yuna.

Although Cyclone looked quite ridiculous, both inside and out, while looking at Sonja, Sonja herself earnestly and seriously explained the situation.

This was the residence of a prominent family in Kakarl, whose owner was also a respected businessman in the Water Teaching.

But behind the scenes, he was a leader of the heretical faction, one of the treacherous businessmen who could incite rebellion at any time.

Thinking about it, wasn't this a replay of what happened in Sunset City?

With Cyclone gone, Sonja was now taking Cyclone's place.

It appeared that the sly Daniel wanted to use the same strategy to take over Kakarl, but Cyclone remained silent.

Additionally, because the young master of this household was a scoundrel, he played around with women everywhere.

This time, he not only fooled around with the convent's nun but also got into trouble.

In order to cover up the scandal that tarnished the family's reputation, they had no choice but to kill the nun.

However, the righteous Sonja intervened, and based on their cooperative relationship, Sonja proposed bringing in a black market doctor to save the nun without antagonizing the family's patriarch.

Ultimately, they would have to send her away, never to return.

Of course, Sonja didn't disclose all these details to the enigmatic clown-faced jester, but based on the person in need of saving, Allen's association with Sonja, and the involvement of Cyclone, the jester could still piece together about ninety percent of the truth.

Yet, hopes always clashed with reality.

Mid-explanation, someone suddenly burst through the door, shouting.

"Oh no! Several nuns are rushing in!"

A crisp tapping sound, as the family head struck the ground with his cane.

"Miss Sonja, it seems we must proceed with the original plan!"

"Mr. Boulotte! This is different from what we agreed upon!!"

"No! The situation has changed, if we don't deal with this now, the authorities will soon be at our doorstep!"

"At, at least save the young girl first!"

The righteous Sonja remained steadfast, embodying her sense of justice.

"This is no longer a matter that can be resolved with mere healing, but one that requires the woman to disappear!"

At that moment, the door was forced open, a nun pushed in amidst the chaos.

Cyclone stood in the awkward middle ground, Sonja on the left, and Hilmirya on the right.

In this series of coincidences, not only Sonja but even the stunning supermodel from the night of partying appeared.

Caught in this triangle, Cyclone began to break out in a cold sweat.