Angel stepped forward, just about to speak, when Rosen turned around.
With that movement, an immense pressure bore down in an instant.
Angel did not understand Rosen's intentions. Instinctively, he wanted to construct a wall of spiritual defense, but in the next moment, he noticed that Rosen's pressure was not aimed at him.
It was aimed at... Toby in his breast pocket.
Toby had originally been lying in the warm, soft breast pocket, contentedly burping after a meal. When the pressure came crashing down, he first froze, then seemed to realize something. A flash of anger passed through his crimson little eyes.
This pressure was at most wizard-level. It placed no burden on Toby, but it still made him angry.
Toby flew into the air, his body swiftly transforming into an enormous Snakebird.
The moment the Snakebird form took shape, it immediately packed this spacious metal hall to the brim.
That damp, chilly snake body coiled layer upon layer around Angel. Toby seemed to be using it to protect Angel. Meanwhile, the snake head covered in scarlet fleshy tumors flicked its hissing tongue and stared coldly at Rosen.
From this action, it was clear that Toby seemed to think Rosen was about to pressure Angel, so he protected Angel thoroughly. He had not realized that the pressure was directed solely at himself.
Rosen looked at the enormous Snakebird, his gaze utterly unchanged. Even when Toby extended his snake head to less than two meters from him, Rosen remained unmoved.
"Sure enough, Sanders was right. This Snakebird truly was transformed from that seabird." Rosen's cold, metallic voice rang out.
As his words fell, Rosen withdrew his pressure. Yet Toby continued to fix him with a vigilant and vicious stare.
"City Lord Rosen's way of receiving guests has truly opened my eyes."