The guild hall was dead silent again.
Not because of Raven.Not because of Levain.But because a girl who looked like she had just sprinted across the whole city was now clinging to Arthur with teary eyes.
Arthur blinked once. Twice. His brain lagged harder than a potato laptop opening ten Chrome tabs.
"…Excuse me?"
"Brother!" The girl's voice cracked, her grip tightening on his sleeve. "It's really you… I thought I lost you forever!"
Bounchiechomie twitched on his shoulder. Bloop? The sound perfectly translated to: Since when do you have a sister, dumbass?
The adventurers started whispering.
"Arthur has a sister?""No way. Look at her, she's way too pretty.""Shut up, maybe it's his secret backstory…"
Arthur's mouth opened, but all that came out was: "Wha—"
Before he could even process, Raven's shadow loomed over them. Her hammer tip scraped the floor with a menacing screech.
"Arthur," she said, voice low. "Explain."
