A man dressed in black, who had short hair, was standing in front of the window while he gently swirled a glass of red wine in his hand.

He had his back to Xyla Quest.

From behind, Xyla could tell he had a shapely figure, and he looked as tall as Stanley Batton.

Xyla guessed that he was probably a very young man, and he must be a local.

The men dressed in black around her immediately nodded at him respectfully when they saw him.

After that, the man holding onto Xyla forcefully tossed her on