After Yan Huan pointed that out, everyone's view of the situation in Penacony grew more complicated.
After a moment of silence, Welt raised his head and said firmly:
"No matter what, the Express Crew won't stand by and let this happen."
He looked at the siblings.
"Mr. Sunday, Miss Robin, I'll accompany you on behalf of the Star Rail Express."
"Having a third party present should make the talks go more smoothly. And if there's danger... one more person can only help."
Sunday was taken aback at first, but after a moment's thought, he readily agreed.
"Sorry for the trouble, Mr. Welt."
Robin looked at the Express Crew with gratitude.
"...Thank you, all of you."
Suddenly, Yan Huan called out to Robin.
"Wait, Robin. Could you sign something for me first?"
"Uh, what...?" Robin froze.
Yan Huan pulled a stack of Robin photos from his coat—several hundred of them—and smiled.
"They'll sell better signed. It wasn't easy catching you in person, so get to it!"
"Uh... I can sign photos, but isn't this a bit too many?"
Robin glanced up at the Twelve Dreams, hesitating.
"...Shouldn't our priority be finding Mr. Gofemwood and getting to the truth?"
"No rush. Sign fast and you'll be done in ten or fifteen minutes."
Sunday could only watch in bewilderment as Yan Huan led Robin away.
"...Robin."
He moved to stop them, but Himeko held him back.
"He's a little childish, but he won't cause any trouble."
"We can use the time to make our final preparations."
Sunday frowned slightly.
"The Grand Symphony Ceremony is about to begin. Time is already tight. We should hurry."
"You're right, Mr. Sunday. But I have a feeling this enemy is unlike any our crew has faced before," Himeko said with a faint smile.
"Let's make sure we're