The sun began to set, and when the moon started to dance with the stars in the sky, Apolo had arrived at his estate. Regardless of the untimely hour, all the servants were on the stairs that led to the mansion to welcome him. However, Apolo didn't recognize any faces, and from what he could tell by how long they "held up" in their positions, it wasn't worth remembering them. The cruel reality was that most likely, after a year, the Gururis would have to find a new batch of new servants. Fortunately, the young noble wouldn't have to deal with that problem because by that time, he would be just another decoration in this splendid mansion.

The only thing that truly mattered to Apolo about this welcome was that the three Gururis were alive and kicking among the crowd of servants. Although the condition of the two pink Gururis was not exactly the best, their heads were swollen from the number of bumps they had.

Apolo smiled as he saw his three Gururis still breathing and got off the carriage to greet them:

—Welcome back, master!—All the servants shouted in unison. It seemed like they had been rehearsing the greeting for a long time because their voices truly synchronized.

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—I'm glad you three are alive to receive me—Apolo said with a smile, looking at his Gururis, completely ignoring the rest of the servants—That means you have matured enough to say that my training is no longer necessary, so I've achieved my goal, and now I have you three to support me.

—We're glad you're glad, Master!—Nicolás and Aquiles cheered with joy, while Zoe wiped her constantly runny nose with her little hands.

—The rest of the servants can go to sleep; it's quite late. But I want my three disciples to show me how beautiful the garden is before I go to... before I go to sleep...—Apolo said, looking at the faces of all the servants with an unusually cheerful smile, as if he was finally unburdening himself and daring to look at the faces of the people he was condemning.

—As you command, Master!—Zoe exclaimed, pointing with her little cane at the door as she looked at the expressionless servants, indicating that they should follow the order.

It was already quite late, and all the servants were tired of waiting for Apolo. To make matters worse, Zoe had completely exaggerated the timing, so the servants had been waiting for almost 8 hours at the entrance of the mansion, glancing at each other. Without saying a word and with their heads bowed, the servants began to make their way to their dormitory.

Meanwhile, slowly and leaning on his faithful cane, Apolo walked along the blue-tiled path that ran through the entire courtyard of his abode, enjoying the warm company of his three disciples who walked a few steps behind him.