Watching Crowley mirthfully, Ferid remarked, “Besides, our quest to find the real vampire is not finished yet. The one that you saw in that battle—”
“The illusionary vampire, huh.”
“Nald Vine says he saw him, too.”
“Ravings of the madman.”
“And not only saw; taken with that vampire, he even started drinking blood, as the rumor has it. I certainly think we should go talk to him about it before he gets executed.”
“…So the reason why you called me today is…?”
“I just wanted to see the face of the friend.”
“And?”
Ferid broke out into a wide grin at that. “And to tell him that the decision concerning Nald Vine’s arrest has been made. In 5 days the Templars will announce the killer with much grandeur and arrest him.”
Crowley had a feeling it would happen soon, and it, apparently, was going to at last.
But Jose didn’t say anything about it to Crowley. Probably because he didn’t know yet. Yet Ferid knew something that even one of the members of the Order didn’t.