Castoria looked furious. She had never wanted to attend the faerie ball in the first place. Her original plan had been to greet Muirne as quickly as possible, then sneak in and ring the Pilgrimage Bells. But Muirne had not appeared, forcing her to remain here.
"Artoria is actually pretty reliable when she gets angry." Castoria usually considered many things before acting, but once her temper flared, she would snap back at anyone. In situations like this, she became much more decisive.
"But it is indeed strange. Normally, she should have used Artoria, the Child of Prophecy, as the first topic and stirred up the atmosphere."
The time had clearly arrived, yet Muirne, the organizer, had not appeared. Considering what had happened at the previous auction, Muirne had invited Castoria to the faerie ball partly because she wanted her to ring the Pilgrimage Bells, but she definitely had other motives as well.
"Esteemed guests, please forgive the interruption to your pleasant conversations. I offer my deepest apologies that Lady Muirne, the mistress of this hall, has yet to greet her visitors. The opening ceremony will begin in one hour. Until then, please enjoy this wonderful time." The faerie master of ceremonies appeared and postponed the opening of the faerie ball, but offered no explanation for Muirne's absence.
"Muirne isn't here, and Oberon hasn't come either. What should we do? Should we slip into the Bell Hall now?" Castoria looked around, failed to spot Oberon, and immediately whispered to Mash, Ritsuka, and Da Vinci.
"Um..." Ritsuka and Da Vinci exchanged glances and hesitated. Given the current situation, now really was the ideal time to ring the bell. But once the Pilgrimage Bells rang, this faerie ball might end ahead of schedule.
"Oberon actually failed to show up for an occasion like