🎀 Wisteria 🎀

Darbon spent the previous day wandering around the headquarters like a shadow. The old man couldn't find a place for himself, and all his familiar comrades in the squad seemed to become even more alien and faceless to him. Only the next morning, after a night of restless sleep, did he recover somewhat from what had happened.

Fortunately, there was such a person in the "Golden Griffin," and as far as Lindernee knew, he wasn't particularly stubborn. This man was Darbon, and she went to find him.

"G-good day, Miss Orphidia," the sorcerer bowed low, slightly flustered by the unexpected visit. "How can I help you?"