People Who Have No Brains 2
The light of the torches lined up not far away fluttered in the wind. The piercing cold did not make the two people of different races shiver. On the contrary, a man sat with his hands resting on the table. In front of him was a bottle of wine which was still tightly sealed with a golden ribbon.
"Devil?"
Andreas glared, his mouth wide open as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing. Kyle nodded his head stiffly.
"Kyle, you're out of your mind. He's human." Andreas chuckled softly and looked at the flyer in front of him. "It's possible that this Red Witch used her magic to scare us."
For Andreas, the devil is a fairy tale that his nanny once told him to force him to sleep before midnight. The existence of Devil was, of course, a mere hoax, he don't know what Thomas was planning, but Andreas was sure it wouldn't affect him to capture him dead or alive.