It was a tense moment.

While it wasn’t the kind of situation that would spiral into chaos, everything we’d worked toward could dissolve in an instant. All I could do now was wait for the results.

The pretty elf receptionist at the desk finally spoke in her smooth, melodic voice after confirming something on her computer.

“...Identity confirmed. Raven, Alice, and Lily. The banquet hall for external guests is one floor up via the elevator.”

It worked?

Alice and I locked eyes, sharing a silent but giddy laugh. We quickly hurried toward the elevator under Raven’s urging.

Somehow, an undocumented …