Master Kurvshrat asks Master Mira with a deeper and deeper smile.
"Is this the first time you've come to the Holy Capital?
"This is my first time!!"
The conversation at the other table stopped perfectly because it was loud. Mira notices it turns bright red.
"Shh, excuse me..."
"You, hey, you've been properly educated, right? You've written to me many times saying," Time for courtesy is boring. "If it's not about you, boredom doesn't make any more sense."
"Ugh, yeah, hey."
Oh, was Lady Charlotte and Lady Mira surprisingly intimate? Even more so when it comes to that, our lady is the only one.
…………
Look, I'm puffy with my eyes like a dumped puppy. This is how the lady looks. Because she's quite "kidding"......
Master Kruvschlat said with a smile.
"Ha, I wonder if that's how impressive the Sacred Capital was, for Miss Mira"
"Very...... I've never had a party like this before, and I can't believe I met the Holy Prince, His Majesty the Holy King, and such a beautiful lady..."
Dear Mira, I'm going to look at the lady with my pompous eyes. I don't know what that gaze means, and the lady is blinking.
"Mira. Why don't you ask Master Eva to come visit us once in our territory?
"So, but Dad, it's not boring to come to us..."
Daddy?
Does a frontier uncle in grey bear fur make his daughter call him his dad?
"If you've always lived in the Holy City, you might want to go outside."
"Oh well...? Oh, that Lady Eva!
Mira sees the lady as she has decided to.
"If you don't mind, come visit me again, next time, to the Mule Borderline Uncle Territory!?"
It's like junior high school students applying for their first date.
Suddenly the application hardens the lady. I think it's because I've never been invited like this before. The lady looks up at me like I'm in trouble, so she gives me a small nod and gives me a glow.
"We'd love to!
And I also forgot that I had ever worn a cat, and I answered.
Mira seemed to have eaten, but she's talking about the realm when she sees the lady happy and she has to be happy again -- yeah, good, hey, lady. We're finally going to make friends. Please, don't let your friend be accompanied by a "slaver crusher."
(Hmm?)
That's when I saw the Holy King and Borderline uncle making eye contact.
(... what is it?
It was a spark bee until just now. You two make eye contact at this time?
With that being said, it's like Uncle Borderline stopped the Holy King from saying something earlier...
"Ooh..."
"Sounds delicious."
"This is pretty good"
My thoughts were blocked by the words of the men sitting at the table and the violent scent.
It was the whole roasted bird —— dressed like a chicken, but certainly about the size of your god -- that the servants brought in to take charge of even your gods.
The surface was baked to produce lighting and was covered with colorful spices. The spicy scent that drifts... sucks... my stomach is going to buzz...
The round grill, which had been handled by a long pattern, just never jumped over the head of the customer, and a musculoskeletal servant was waiting by the table, and when he stabbed two long knives, he lifted them alone and transferred them to the table.
The lady was surprised and even had a small applause at the other tables, although Master Kruvschlatt and the Duke's family's warrants were familiar or "nothing" faces. This muscle is amazing without talent.
A servant who does the parting comes and cleverly uses a knife and fork with a long pattern, like a magic hand, to cut the meat. There were vegetables and cereals packed tightly in my stomach, from which came a vibrant herbal scent.
There are already five different sauces available on the customer's plate, and they will be put on and eaten according to their preferences. No, really, don't you have mine? No? Really......
This meal is like a main dish, and when I'm done eating, I think I'll have a greeting from the Duke of Rosier. Then there should be a dance in the center, in the empty space —— Lady Ethan is pale, but the Louis boy is looking at our lady. I guess you want to invite me.
Master Kruvschlat is...... and
"Wow..."
I looked at the sauce and lowered my voice. I wonder if it's also my favorite sauce.
(-- Huh?)
I saw the sauce I had at the end of his gaze through [Mori Luo Wan] —— although it looked exactly the same as the sauce of the lady —— when.
Pan, there was a dry bursting sound.
That was also like the sound of a pistol firing seen in an overseas drama. The sound of small but hacking people. When I saw the sound better, the huge chandelier that hung in the center simultaneously extinguished its fire.
Pampered, pampered.
The sound that followed was also a signal that the chandelier fire hanging at the top of each table was going out.
"-- What?"
"-- what the hell is this?"
"-- Scary"
It is also impossible for the sons to raise their frightened voices, because the venue was abruptly engulfed in darkness. Only two, only the Holy Prince Kruvschlat and the Holy King glowed slightly brightly —— that was the magic of the "holy water color".
Some kind of event? Or a chandelier malfunction? —— There can be no malfunction. Because the chandelier is lit with candles, it's not like a magic tool or a machine. Disappearing simultaneously meant there was "external interference".
I use "Night's Eye" to quickly confirm the servants in the venue —— they are in contact.
I mean, this is not an event.
Trouble.
No --.
Parinth, and the sound was the sound of a broken windowsill in the venue, six black shadows breaking into the venue. I immediately deploy 5 [Fire Magic] to generate lights around me. I guess it would be easier to brighten up with [light magic] at times like this...... I've only never seen [light magic].
Your body becomes drastically weak. Because it consumed magic. I can't use the [Magic Power Increase] gift. Here, the magic I can use is limited.
"Intruder!!"
A halfling escort was screaming in a sharp voice before I could scream. She has already stood before him to protect Master Ethan.
Is the intruder okay with this darkness, or was sliding between the tables and approaching this way - the raid, if you normally think about it, is the highest-ranking person being targeted.
I mean, this is an assassination raid.
Aim for the Holy King? No, there were no plans for the Holy King to come.
Then the Holy Prince --.
"Ma'am, I need permission to fight."
"I forgive you. Reggie, you have to protect everyone!
Damn, my lady is rough on people.