"..."
Robin narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze lingering on the sign ahead for several seconds.
A distant memory stirred.
Back during the start of the fourth bath, Shaddad had mentioned something — that there were people waiting for him in a place called the Guard Courtyard. But right after that, Robin had lost consciousness… and the matter had completely slipped his mind.
So… the Guard Courtyard was real? Not just a hallucination or a throwaway name?
Psshhh—
After a moment of hesitation, Robin gently turned the wheelchair, redirecting it onto the narrow side path that led toward the location mentioned. His pace was steady but unhurried, cautious even — his sharp eyes scanned his surroundings quietly as he rolled forward.
