Meanwhile, in the King's private library.
The air twisted, and the Yellow-clothed Elder, who had once encountered Richard in a special Illusion, appeared.
The Elder stepped forward, his steps silent, as if he were floating. He moved to a row of statues in the corner and stared at them for a long while before he sighed and spoke, "Alright, speak up."
"Speak? Speak what?" The first statue spoke up, asking the elder, seemingly perplexed.
"Yes, speak what? I'm also very curious." The second statue chimed in, addressing the elder, "Maybe about how you embarrassed yourself in Manhattan?"
"In that case, I'd rather not speak, because... it really was embarrassing," the third statue also said.
"Exactly, knowing you'd fail, it would have been better if I had taken action..." the fourth statue spoke up.
"Please, if you had taken action, who knows what the result would have been," the fifth statue countered.
