Clang, clang, clang!
It was the dull sound of metal striking a wooden door. The visitor who had arrived so abruptly on that slightly chilly morning had not chosen to ring the small bell hanging on the gate. On the contrary, the noise he made knocking on the door was heavier than even dust beating against it in the cold wind.
"Hello, dear customer. The Sweet Little Box bakery only opens on clear, windless afternoons. If you would like to buy bread, please come back later."
Upon hearing the distinct knocking, the short-haired Naro, the more adorably airheaded of the two little Shadow Sprites, reflexively delivered a stock greeting in Keishanoa's voice.
She was clearly very good at dealing with visiting customers. In fact, she usually handled most of the bakery's reception work in place of the "busy" female mage.
But this time... the words used to exchange pleasantries with ordinary customers were rather inappropriate for the "uninvited guest" outside.
In fact, before Naro had even finished speaking, the long-haired little Shadow Sprite Nado, who had been carefully observing the atmosphere, hurried over and covered her companion's mouth.
Perhaps slow-witted Naro had not noticed anything amiss, but Nado, who was far more perceptive than her "stupid teammate," had already seen the abrupt, frozen expression on Plague Box's face. She keenly sensed the warm atmosphere of the bakery rapidly vanishing, and she could clearly feel an incomparably solemn presence swiftly gathering around the steaming white bread...
Think about it carefully. On the Odora plane, ruled solely by Keishanoa, what sort of visitor could make Plague Box, a Level twenty-six Legendary Mage, change expression so drastically?
No further thought was needed to guess that the person standing outside Sweet Little Box at that moment had to be a Legendary powerhouse on the