This left Owen Bertram at a loss: the Thirteen-Colored Strange Butterfly had already been eaten by my Brother, so should I respond to Dandelion or not? If I don't respond, perhaps this fellow won't dare to come in, and if I do, it'll give me away.
You were once a prominent Overlord in the Extinction Domain, how could you be so useless? Just come straight in, why did you even learn the courtesy of knocking on the door?
Dandelion, finding the Thirteen-Colored Strange Butterfly unresponsive for a long time, felt even more "cold-shouldered"! It was despicable that no one would even bother to deal with me in my current predicament! If it weren't necessary, I would have left in a huff right on the spot.
It sent out the wave again for a second time, but the Thirteen-Colored Strange Butterfly still did not respond. The cliff was completely silent, and even the entire territory seemed to be shrouded in a peculiar tranquility.
