Flame red hair, with lips of the same color; the spear warrior wielded a slim, cross-shaped spear and wore black armor that shone like enamel. “Ro-Rosalia-san...!? Why are you at a place like...” Rosalia smiled lopsidedly and ignored the question from Silica, whose eyes were wide open with surprise. “To think that you saw through my hiding; it seems that your scan skill is pretty high, swordsman. Did I underestimate you a little?” Then she turned towards Silica: “Looks like you luckily managed to get «The Flower of Pneuma». Congratulations, Silica.” Silica, who couldn’t figure out Rosalia’s true intentions, took a couple of steps back. She felt something inexplicably bad about this. Rosalia didn’t betray her expectations and began speaking a second later: “Hand over that flower right now.” Silica didn’t know what to say. “...!? What... what are you saying...?” Then, Kirito, who had been silent until now, stepped forward and opened his mouth: “I can’t let you do that, Rosalia-san. No—— should I call you the leader of the orange guild «Titan’s Hand».” Rosalia’s eyebrows twitched upwards and the smile disappeared from her face.