Miss Fíliya arrived as promised. As she sat at her spot for the family banquet and watched the dazzling array of food being continuously served onto the long table, she couldn't help but sigh with emotion inwardly.
Even though they had just recovered from the frozen state of Gold Transformation, the Lord's manor had resumed operations instantly.
However, now came another problem... Fíliya hesitated for a good while, but ultimately couldn't hold back and asked the question.
"No... Why is this guy here too!"
Fíliya looked at the one-armed demon, her face full of the urge to retort.
"Hmm? Since I am Lord Glück's [Family Mage], isn't it quite normal for me to appear here? Lady Fíliya."
Macht said this as he casually placed several dishes in front of Fíliya. At this moment, Macht was wearing a waiter's uniform. His original velvet outfit with the single-shoulder cape likely couldn't be worn anymore due to the missing arm.
"Is that so? But I heard you were already taken into custody."
"That is indeed correct. Once I finish my work as a server, I will immediately return to my assigned cell," Macht explained with a smile.
"Heh. For a [Prisoner], you sure are free enough."
Fíliya let out a disdainful scoff, then downed the juice in front of her in one gulp before handing the cup to him.
"Another one."
Since Macht had volunteered to act as a server, Miss Fíliya would naturally use him ruthlessly as a servant.
"Understood."
Macht knowingly reached out, preparing to take Miss Fíliya's cup, but another hand intercepted the cup midway.
The person who snatched Fíliya's cup was naturally Miss Solitär, who had been standing behind her the whole time. Don't forget, she was wearing a maid outfit tonight.
"Solitär, why are you snatching the cup?"
Miss Fíliya's voice did not reach Solitär's ears. She merely cast a cold, warning glance at Macht, then went on her own accord to refill Fíliya's drink.
"Oho. It seems Solitär does not like me speaking with you. Then I had better be tactful."
Saying this, Macht moved away from Fíliya's side and continued his serving duties.
"Fine... Then, second question. Why is this guy here too!"
Miss Fíliya's urge to retort seemed exceptionally strong tonight. After ending her conversation with Macht, her eyes immediately glared elsewhere.
Mm... This time, the person she was looking at was the First-Class Mage, Denken, who was sitting in the seat beside Lord Glück.
"Hmm? Did this old man not mention that I am also a native of Weise?"
Denken said with a puzzled look, taking the opportunity to remove his gold-rimmed monocle and wipe it.
Although most of this guy's face was hidden under his chest-length beard, Fíliya's observational skills were no longer what they used to be. She could tell at a glance that although this old fellow Denken looked expressionless on the surface, his mood was actually exceptionally good.
"Hah? When did you say that?"
Fíliya was certain that her memory contained no information regarding this matter.
"Denken is my son-in-law."
In that instant, Lord Glück himself dropped a very shocking fact. Of course, the only one present who was startled was Fíliya.
Judging by the calm reaction of Frieren's party next to her, they had clearly learned of this information long ago.
"...Alright."
Fíliya's finger hovered in mid-air. It took several seconds for her to squeeze that single word out of her mouth.
"Umu... So back then, you entered the city a step ahead to acknowledge your relatives, didn't you? Tsk, tsk... Now this is getting interesting. Denken, you're over seventy years old, right? ...But judging by Lord Glück's physical state, he should only be around sixty? Tsk, tsk. To think there really is a son-in-law in this world older than his father-in-law. Dying of laughter here."
Fíliya let out a highly improper laugh. Fortunately, everyone here knew just how terrible her personality was, so they were all quite tolerant of this side of her.
"That point is indeed quite interesting. The Denken in my memories was still a rash brat, yet in the blink of an eye, he has become an old man more weathered than myself..."
Lord Glück turned his head to look silently at Denken, letting out a sigh of emotion.
"I never thought an old relic like me would witness the world decades later. It seems this [Gold Transformation] wasn't entirely bad after all... Denken, don't you go dying before me, alright?"
After letting out a self-deprecating laugh directed at Denken, Lord Glück finally raised the cup in his hand.
"Now then, let us propose a toast to the heroes who saved Weise."
At Lord Glück's call, everyone cooperated and raised their glasses in celebration.
During the free dining time, just as Fíliya was preparing to gorge herself, she suddenly received a gift from the person beside her.
"Hmm? What's this? A gift? It's wrapped quite decently."
After taking the gift box from Frieren's hand, Fíliya immediately opened it.
"Seeing that you can't go shopping seemed pretty pitiful, so I thought I'd bring you something."
Frieren didn't look at Fíliya at all, speaking on her own accord while quickly stuffing her mouth full of food.
"Oh? Can I interpret this as you caring about me?"
Fíliya chuckled lightly as she looked at Frieren, her hands not stopping their movement.
Meanwhile, Miss Solitär, standing behind her, saw her chatting with that annoying white-haired Elf again and immediately revealed a look of displeasure, though she ultimately didn't say anything.
"Hmm? Caring about you... How is that possible? I just casually bought something for you, don't get the wrong idea."
As Frieren spoke, she observed Fíliya's reaction out of the corner of her eye while swallowing her delicious food.
"Yes, yes, yes... Let me see what you brought me."
Fíliya couldn't be bothered to correct this white-haired girl who didn't mean what she said, and directly inspected the gift.
"Mm... It truly is very [Casual]."
Fíliya smiled. Lying inside the gift box was a magic book with an exceptionally worn cover. One look and you could tell it was something Frieren had bought randomly within the city of Weise.
However... the [Casual] part was true, but the sentiment was equally true.
For an Elf who liked to research and collect all sorts of strange magic, being able to produce such a gift was already considered quite nice.
"[Magic to Greatly Multiply Soap Bubbles]... Hmm, feels quite interesting. I can use it when taking a bath... It's already much more useful than that [Magic to Prevent Eggshells from Falling in When Cracking an Egg] from last time."
After Fíliya quickly gave this assessment, she directly handed the [Magic to Greatly Multiply Soap Bubbles] to Solitär behind her. After all, the current Miss Solitär was her exclusive maid; things that were inconvenient to hold naturally had to be handed over to her for safekeeping.
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