The head of red hair that was exactly like the color her younger sister’s hair was waving in the wind while the healthy bronze colored skin was boldly exposed. Her simple and scant outfit would even allow others to mistake her for a dancer.
Atop her head, above the set of determined eyes, there was a set, that looked more beautiful than Sandra’s, of dragon horns that were parallel to her eyes. And those gave her a sense of a strong domineering spirit. If there were a need to measure her power as a Lesser Dragon, it would be easily understood with just a look at those horns.
Looking through the troop of people one at a time to familiarize herself with their faces, Sala smiled and said to the dryad girl in-charge of the reception area:
“Thank you for the hard work of working the receptions, Kirino. I will be here so, run along to play.”
“Eh? But if I leave this place, those participants that will come to say their greetings……”
“I did say that I will be here, right? Moreover a large majority of the Communities that will participate from the eve of the Harvest Festival have already arrived. Even if you leave the reception area, no one would blame you. Go and have some fun like the other kids and enjoy the Harvest Festival.”
“O…Okay!”
The Dryad girl who was called Kirino showed a happy expression as she bowed to Asuka and the others before making her way to the Harvest Festival plaza.
Sala who had stayed behind, looked at the crowd with a sliver of a smile at the corner of her lips as she solemnly bowed her head.
“To all of [No Name] and [Will-O'-Wisp], welcome to [Underwood]. It’s my honor to be able to invite the two well-known Communities of the lower Floors to this place.”
“……well-known?”
“Nn. But standing here to talk wouldn’t speak well of me. Come follow me in. I will serve you guys tea as we talk.”
Sala beckoned towards the troop as she entered the Headquarters.
Though the members of both Communities exchanged puzzled looks, they still accepted the invitation and entered the interior of the Great Tree.