With a little force, he took off the thing on his face and held it in his hand.

It’s actually another mask?

He frowned and observed before paying.

But unlike the messenger, this mask has extremely soft facial features and looks strange.

At this time, the window outside the window gradually became brighter, and the rust color that blocked the sky seemed to be slowly receding.

"Well, the connection seems to be weakening."

The witch on the other side seemed to realize something.

"Goodbye Darkmoon Knight, I hope it will be helpful to you."

Well!

The lingering sound dissipated, and he played with the mask in his hand before paying.
Chapter completed!