At that moment, red moonlight streamed in through the window, and Danist said:
"They've arrived. They're almost downstairs."
"I'll go meet them. Otherwise, they probably won't be able to get into Snow Mountain Hall. Come to think of it, aside from that 'Luvia,' who exactly is coming?"
Claire's mind was in turmoil, and she wanted to use the trip downstairs to think alone. Sylvia smiled and said:
"Once you see Shade's beautiful cat, you'll know you haven't mistaken them for someone else."
Thus, the witch rose, crossed the corridor, descended the stairs, passed through the banquet hall, and finally left through the entrance hall. Sure enough, she saw three figures waiting at the far end of the stone bridge before Snow Mountain Hall.
"Uncle Hausen, Uncle Xie Le, these are my friends. Let them come over."
The two men guarding the bridgehead stepped aside, allowing Galina, Luvia, and Dorothy, who was holding Little Mia, to cross.
Although all three had concealed themselves with illusions, Claire still recognized them at close range:
"Galina?"
She stood on the second-to-last step outside Snow Mountain Hall Castle, utterly unable to imagine that Galina was also one of the "traitors." She had considered everyone else, but she alone had never believed that this proud and arrogant Duchess would do such a thing.
"Good evening, Claire. How is Shade? Also, why are you looking at me as though you've seen some kind of demon or ghost?"
Galina smiled very happily. She had always enjoyed moments when the truth was revealed.
Claire then looked at the two young ladies she did not know. She recognized the Little Mia held by the blonde-haired and blue-eyed young lady, while the elegant Purple-Eyed Girl was inexplicably looking up at the top of Snow Mountain Hall, perhaps because she had never