"Welcome, children from afar."
When Aibo and Cana arrived at the village aboard the flying carpet card,
an elderly white-bearded man dressed in something resembling traditional Native American clothing appeared before Aibo and Cana with the "villagers."
"I am Rob, the guild master of this Cait Shelter guild, more or less. I never expected young children to come to such a remote place. May I ask what brings you here?"
"This really is a wizard guild!? Cait Shelter? I don't think I've heard of it before."
"Our guild is indeed not very famous, but it is registered with the Magic Council..."
Aibo pretended to look around, then suddenly spoke.
"A guild with only one person?"
Rob turned his gaze toward Aibo and sighed.
"Child, your talent for Telepathy Magic is exceptionally strong. As expected, I cannot hide it from you..."
"What? What are you talking about? Aren't there lots of people here?"
Aibo tapped his head and explained.
"This village is unusually 'quiet.' There are almost no unusual sounds. And if you calm down and sense them, Sister Cana, you'll find that the magic power in all these 'people' is identical. If I'm not mistaken, they're all thought projections, right?"
"...Young people these days really are remarkable. Yes, just as you see, I used thought projections to build this guild. In truth, there is only one person before you."
Rob looked at the tiny Aibo with a complicated expression. The moment he sensed a wave of Telepathy Magic sweep across all his thought projections, he knew he could no longer conceal it, which was why he had stepped forward to speak with Aibo directly.
"Of course, there is a reason I did all this. Before that, may I ask why the two of you have come?"
Cana was still shocked