"Young master!" Lucifer approached and asked, "Weren't you drinking in the club? How did you fall down the cliff? What happened?"

Magaera took a deep breath, but he was too lazy to bother about it. He was not the real Noha, and it was unnecessary for him to stuff his nose into the past of the owner of this body.

Yet again, he thought about how terribly this guy died. It would be quite bad if he used Noha's body and did not care about anything else.

Thus, he simplified whatever he knew to Lucifer.

'What?' Lucifer was angry. "Sh*t! I think the boss of the club doesn't want to live anymore. How dare he throw you out. And that cab driver! He had the audacity to throw you in the middle of the road…"

"That car is the evilest one! How dare the driver hit and run? F*ck! I must get to the bottom of this. Don't worry, young master. I will ask people to investigate it immediately!"

His face looked angry as he spoke.

Magaera nodded. "I'll leave it to you then."

"Don't worry, young master."