Pisi came running back before long, brimming with excitement.
A red-skinned Pirus in an exquisitely tailored indigo-blue robe came with him.
"This is Pirdan. He is the heir and butler of the Pirl Family." Pisi pointed at the red-skinned Pirus.
"Ah, it is truly unbelievable that I should behold guests of such noble bearing. This is an honor that humble Pirdan has spent half his life striving to earn!" Perhaps he had been briefed beforehand, but Pirdan was exceedingly humble before the group. Beneath his exaggerated expression, flattery flowed from him as freely as if it cost nothing.
Angel already knew the shameless nature of the Pirus well enough. Pirdan's barrage of flattery did not change his expression in the slightest.
Still, Pirdan's identity left Angel somewhat puzzled.
Heir and butler—what sort of mismatched combination was that? In the Pirl Family, had servants already begun moonlighting as gods?
Though he found it strange, Angel did not ask... He simply treated it as a custom unique to the Pirushu Clan. Like their tooth-dyeing tradition, it was difficult to understand and could only be respected.
"Enough nonsense. Get to the point first." Pisi shot Pirdan, who was still buttering them up, a glare. "Take it out!"
"Take what out?" Angel looked at Pirdan in confusion.
From Pisi's words, it sounded as though Pirdan had brought the Invention Mice?
Yet no matter how Angel looked, he could not find any bulge beneath Pirdan's thin robe. Since the Invention Mice were not being carried on his person, did that mean Pirdan had put them into a spatial item?
At that thought, Angel's expression became strange and subtle.
The spatial item most commonly used by the Pirushu Clan was the Golden Silk Stomach Pouch... and Golden Silk Stomach Pouches were artificial transplanted organs, generally implanted