Bigusler Family, the reception hall.
In this hall where the ceiling had been completely smashed open, the aftermath of the previous fierce battle had been meticulously cleaned up by the trembling servants.
Though the ceiling remained broken, a new set of sofas and a coffee table had been brought in and placed there, looking relatively tidy.
Rocque and Tilly sat together, seemingly waiting for something, silent.
It was not until a long time later that some unusual noises emerged in the reception hall.
"Whoosh!"
Accompanied by a faint tearing sound through the air, three figures appeared before Rocque and Tilly.
They were three cloaked figures.
"Alright, we are here."
With a composed tone, Shane, holding Lasha in one hand and Lilith in the other, had not removed their cloaks and continued to conceal themselves, their hoods obscuring their faces, creating a highly mysterious aura.
Rocque and Tilly immediately stood up.
It was a reflexive action.
"Them...?"
