On the last day of the conference, Hestia and the other Crows headed to the train station, receiving a farewell ceremony from the capital's knights. The Dragon Tribe set out on their aircraft last night so that the dragons wouldn’t surprise the people of the empire.

The Butterfly Tribe dilly-dallied while continuing their academic conference with the court magicians, saying that they would teleport back. From Hestia's point of view, the great elder was procrastinating because he didn't want to be separated from his grandchildren.

"Hey, Hestia."

When Gallahad called her, Hestia looked through the window in her carriage and shook her index finger from side to side. "Until we get back, it’s deputy chief."

Gallahad nodded with a sour face. "Yes, Deputy Chief-nim. Why didn't you search for our little brother? If he was in the palace and we had asked the emperor or the prime minister, we could have caught him.”

Hestia was stunned by Gallahad's question. "Oh my god! Oppa is-"

"That routine is getting old."

Hestia smiled and shrugged lightly as Gallahad dismissed her statement with a single stroke. "Well, I'm sure we wouldn't have been able to catch him even if we did that."

"How...