The tremors of the Magic Tower slowly subsided.
The president's wife's sudden outburst of rage seemed to be just an illusion felt by everyone in the great hall.
Instead, a deeply repressed and almost tangible sorrow surged from the president's wife like a tide.
It wasn't extremely violent, but it was ceaseless and seemed endless.
The lady cried.
After the unexpected death of the Commerce Association's eldest daughter, the lady, who hadn't shed a tear, cried.
"...Alright, I'm fine now." Andrew finally recovered from being knocked out of breath by the lady's slap, took a breath, and gently pushed Barbara's lower back, "You should go over. Your mother probably needs you very much right now."
This time, it wasn't a message conveyed under the "Underwater World" state; he spoke directly.
His voice was still a bit weak, but steady.
