That night.
Benovia arrived at the prayer hut, ready to pray, when suddenly she saw someone leaning against the wall inside.
The figure was shrouded in a black robe, with their face obscured. Vaguely, Benovia could only discern that it was not a real person, but a magic puppet.
This appearance seemed somewhat familiar to Benovia.
In a daze, a voice entered her mind.
"Princess Benovia, long time no see."
The familiar voice of the magic puppet.
It's someone from the Hiro Association!
Benovia smiled, "Hello, although I don't know who you are, thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have felt the presence of God and received His divine oracle."
"Would you like to proceed further?" Rose, disguised as a magic puppet... indeed in a magic puppet's body, asked.
"Proceed further?" Benovia was momentarily stunned.
