Chapter 2: Time Dilation.

The liquor business in Black Gate was quite popular due to the lack of spiritual delicacies. As things stand, opening a new bar wouldn't necessarily draw much attention.

Aza'zel and Soulguider stepped into the newly renovated first floor. The style was the same in terms of infrastructure, but the brown wood was already painted black with depictions of white and red withering flowers.

Although the petals were bleak and on the verge of death, each of them was jutting out a string of deadly thorns.

Aza'zel nodded slightly as he observed the workers adding their finishing touches, and he circled behind the long counter to familiarize himself with the theme.

If one were to pay close attention to the workers though, they would notice the trace of unmistakable reverence in their eyes when they looked over at Aza'zel.

Soulguider noticed this peculiarity and couldn't help but ask in confusion. "Did you really need to enslave them?"