After they had left.
Bartholomew Dillon took out a magic crystal ball.
Within the crystal ball, a scene played showing a group of five, each riding their own mode of transport, traveling along the national road and away from the Clock Tower.
A little while later.
The five figures were gradually getting further away until they disappeared from the screen.
"Meow~"
Just at that moment.
In the silent VIP room, an uninvited chilling cat's meow echoed.
"Tap tap tap—"
A regal woman, with a black cat sitting on her shoulder, appeared seemingly out of nowhere, clicking her high heels on the floor.
"Monarch Elmero the Fourth,"
Bartholomew snapped his fingers, and the magic crystal ball suddenly went dark. He wheeled his chair emotionlessly, turning 180 degrees on the spot to face the uninvited Elmero the Fourth. His eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the black cat on the woman's shoulder: "You should teach your alchemy puppet to knock."
"Meow~"
