After that, I visited Lily on the Fifth Floor.
As soon as I handed over her gift, Lily's face shone brighter than the artificial moonlight above us. She jumped for joy, hugging the box tightly. As thanks—or perhaps an excuse to show off—she pulled me around the city of Elavin.
The city… was magnificent.
The atmosphere was lively and boisterous, like a medieval city celebrating a festival. The wide cobblestone streets were filled with various races. Graceful Elves walked alongside sturdy Dwarves. Demi-humans with animal ears and tails laughed together with strange Heteromorphic creatures.
When they saw me, the crowd parted. Conversations stopped. One by one, they bowed their heads, paying their respects with deep and sincere gestures. Their eyes looking at me were filled with a mixture of fear and fanatical admiration.
