House Bigusle, reception hall.
In this hall with its entire ceiling blown open, the aftermath of the fierce battle from before had already been cleaned up by trembling servants.
Though the ceiling was still broken, a new set of sofas and a tea table had been moved in and arranged here, making the place look relatively tidy.
Rocket and Tilly sat together in silence, as though waiting for something.
Only after a long while did something unusual finally stir within the reception hall.
Swish!
Accompanied by faint sounds of air splitting, three figures appeared before Rocket and Tilly at the same time.
They were three cloaked figures.
"All right, we're here."
With an unhurried tone, Shien held Lasha's hand in one hand and Lilith's in the other. Neither of them removed their cloaks, continuing to conceal themselves beneath them with their hoods obscuring their faces, creating an exceedingly mysterious atmosphere.
Rocket and Tilly immediately stood up.
It was a reflexive action.
"They...?"
Tilly looked at the one large and one small figure beside Shien, her gaze flickering.
Rocket's expression also shifted slightly. He looked at Lasha, then at Lilith, before his eyes settled on Lilith.
He did not know who either of the two people Shien had brought with him was.
Without revealing their true faces, Rocket could not recognize either Lasha or Lilith.
Lasha in particular had not the slightest trace of magical power about her, and her aura was utterly unfamiliar, confirming to Rocket that he had never met her before.
Lilith, on the other hand, made Rocket purse his lips before he could not help but bow toward her.
"Father?"
Tilly was greatly startled.
Clearly, the sight of Rocket respectfully bowing to a little girl who looked so young had frightened her.
Tilly had no idea what