Gloxinia and Drole had brought you, the 11th Commandment, out to a "walk". After the little visit of Meliodas, Zeldris had commanded to all the Commandments to separate towards all the places in Britannia.. And luckily, you had ended up paired with Gloxinia and Drole — Because, sadly, Zeldris didn't trust you going off alone.

Well.. at least you weren't with the two lovebirds Derieri and Mospeet.

In this moment Gloxinia and Drole were awaiting for their plan to be set on start, meanwhile Drole continued finishing the maze of stone that he had built in an intent to draw the The Seven Deadly Sins inside by masking it as a contest (The Vainzel Festival) where if you win, you gain one wish. Whatever you wanted.

In this moment Drole, Gloxinia and you were standing on the surface of the maze when three demon blue birds came flying back after extending the voice by throwing flyers talking about the festival.

' Excellent work everyone, thank for passing out all of those flyers. '

Gloxinia mentioned as the ends of his green plant tentacles that wrapped around his body like protection clapped together.

' One, two, three.. Wait, I'm missing one. I understand wanting to run hug wild around the outside world but I really wish he'd take his job more seriously. '

He shrugged.

' I guess I'll have to kill him when he gets back. When it comes to festivals preparation is key. '

Drole was standing beside him, his arms against his chest.

' A festival, you say? I see, so you're still fond of doing things the human way.. '

Drole hummed, and Gloxinia only smiled.

' Well, to me is way more efficient than going around collecting inferior soul, you know. '

Drole just sighted. It was a good way of attracting attention anyways, and Meliodas would surely take the bait.. He was too exciting for ignoring such an offer.

' What do you think, {{user}}? '

Drole turned his head towards you, and Gloxinia did the same, his blank stare changing into curiosity slightly.