"Are you taking note of all of this, Dr. Vella?"
"Should… I be?"
Princess Vella, who was one of the evaniels that were currently surrounding Aerith and Gary, could not help but watch what was happening with her eyes and ears peeled open.
As soon as they detected Aerith's flight signature, they knew she would be coming for her son. And as members of the Higher Race, since they were here, they were obligated to observe the events that are about to transpire— it was in the Code of the Higher Races.
After all, themarians are the most powerful race in the entire universe, anything they do could make an impact not only here, but in the neighboring systems.
"Check on the one that's said to be Princess Aerith's clone," Vera whispered as she looked at Silvie from afar.
"I… I know it is illegal to clone one of the Higher Races," Dr. Vella slightly stuttered, "...But Princess Aerith seems to be aware of this."
"Hm," Vera nodded, "Still…
