The security measures at the Roselle Memorial Exhibition were extremely thorough. Not only were there many security personnel in plain sight, but Alice also keenly identified quite a few Beyonders among them.
Mixed in with the tour group, Alice followed the guide into the next exhibition hall, titled "Affectionate Roselle."
No... wait.
Her spirituality screamed, making Alice stop at the entrance to the exhibition hall.
The crowd behind her failed to notice Alice's pause or her faintly trembling body and continued following the guide forward. Alice was jostled into a stumble and instinctively reached out for something to steady herself.
But she happened to be in the middle of the crowd, and when she reached out, she grabbed the girl beside her. The other girl looked over in confusion, and before Alice could respond, she was shoved off balance again.
The girl hurriedly caught her and asked with concern, "Are you all right?"
Alice raised her head. Seeing Alice's pale face and barely concealed terror, the girl continued, "Are you okay? You don't look very well."
"I..." Alice wanted to explain that she was fine. After all, she simply hadn't expected there to be a Demigod in this exhibition hall and had merely been startled by the less-than-gentle feedback from her spirituality.
But before Alice could finish speaking, the girl had already raised her arm and shouted, "Hey, stop! Someone here isn't feeling well!"
Everyone turned to look at Alice. Among all those gazes, Alice could feel one as heavy as a mountain.
She stiffly turned her neck and faced the owner of that gaze—the Demigod.
She stood before an exhibition case farther back. With her position and the crowd blocking the view, Alice couldn't make out what was inside the case. She could only see the woman's face concealed