17th Morington Alley.

There was a three-storey wooden house with a slightly slander wooden roof. 

The floor under the eave had an oval window, and the other two had a square window with a cross in between.

The walls of the house were built with a mixture of bricks. The wood was giving a unique smell under the rain.

Kieran looked at the blurry sign under the rain, walked up and knocked on the door.

After getting permission, Kieran entered the house.

A fireplace was beside the door, and it burned brightly as firewood was added. It swiftly expelled the coldness on Kieran's feather mantle.

Ickart stood beside the fireplace. He looked at Kieran in silence, having the least intention to truly invite Kieran into the house.

Beside Ickart was a tall lady in a black leather outfit; the tight suit offset her huge chest and brought out the contour of her long legs. Her perfect body was on display, especially when she crossed her arms beneath her chest and leaned against the wall.

"Welcome