What? Oh, well yeah.”



“Wow, that’s amazing. I’ve never seen one before.”



It was a man who reminded her of a cat whose eyes were raised in abundance. The man’s brown pupils stared at Vivian. His eyes glistened with exploration as if he had seen something amazing.



As the man’s gaze was about to become burdensome, a hand came in.



“Tainy. That’s rude.”



Roger stopped him in moderation. As he shook his big hand, Tainy, a cat-like knight, suddenly stepped back. Tainy soon leaned down with a playful smile, his hands on his chest. It was not a noble attitude but a gesture that exaggeratedly imitated it.



“Excuse me, my Lady. It’s my first time seeing a spiritist, so I was really curious.”



He pretended not to speak, but he was cleverly frivolous. Still, Vivian was able to ease the tension. This side seemed rather friendly to her.



“From the left are Enka, Tainy, and Ben.”



When Tainy fell back, Roger said the names of those in line one by one. Vivian was listening as if to memorize it.



As her eyes turned to the owner of the name, Vivian made eye contact with the knight who glared at her at the end. Roger was the man who introduced Ben.



Ben clapped his mouth loosely when his eyes met.



“Did you say Lady Lector?”



Vivian had a hunch. That this knight had a bad impression of her.