"Oh? There's actually more."
The moment she picked up the grimoire, Fíliya was surprised to discover that underneath it, there was actually a pair of... er, gloves?
So, Fíliya immediately put the gloves on and looked at Frieren with a puzzled expression.
"Fern gave those to you," Frieren hurriedly explained.
Upon hearing this, Fíliya looked toward Miss Eggplant's side.
"Um... because winter is coming... so I wanted to give you something... that you could use all the time, Lady Fíliya."
Miss Fern's cheeks flushed slightly red.
"I paid for it... Fern picked it out."
Stark also chose this moment to interject. It was obvious the brat was currently wholeheartedly enjoying the pleasures of eating and drinking.
But the moment he met Fíliya's gaze, Stark hurriedly swallowed all the food in his mouth, rubbed the back of his head, and spoke in a tone as if admitting a mistake.
"Fíliya, thanks a lot for this time. I was really too reckless... if you guys hadn't arrived in time..."
"Stop!"
Fíliya hurriedly interrupted Stark.
"Zip it. Nobody here wants to hear your self-reflection. Eat your food... save those words for Fern."
"? ...Is, is that so... then I'll continue eating."
A flash of astonishment crossed Stark's face, and then he began to transform into a glutton.
Fíliya played with the gloves Fern gave her for a bit longer, then took them off and handed them to Solitär for safekeeping.
Teary eyes... Frieren, look at them. The gift Fern gave is the one that actually fits a young maiden's vibe.
While sighing with emotion, Fíliya cast a disdainful side-eye at Frieren.
Solitär watched all this coldly, feeling something was amiss.
Myself... should I also find an opportunity to give Fíliya something? Thinking about it, her thoughts drifted elsewhere.
Until a discordant voice woke her up.
"Hey, Solitär, go pour me a new cup too."
"Ha?"
The corner of Solitär's mouth twitched as she let out a cold sneer, because the source of this voice was actually Aura.
Is this guy tired of living?
Solitär couldn't help but think that, but Aura seemed completely oblivious to the threat and urged Solitär again.
"Hurry up. You're a maid, yet you dare keep your master waiting? Are you asking for a beating?"
Aura spoke with an arrogant look. Seeing Aura's attitude, Solitär almost couldn't hold back... no, actually she really didn't hold back. Just as she was about to make a move, Fíliya grabbed the hem of her clothes.
[Don't make a scene, so many people are watching.]
Fíliya first soothed Solitär using the internal team channel, then looked at Aura.
[What illness are you suffering from now? Haven't beaten you in a while, so your skin is itching, is that it?]
[Huh? No... I just... when I wore this outfit... you two treated me like this... so I'm not allowed to give a few orders?]
Miss Aura seemed to finally realize something, so her tone took on a timid flavor. After all, Solitär was already revealing a gaze that looked like she wanted to kill someone.
[Sigh, seeing Aura is quite pitiful too, just humor her this once, okay?]
Saying this, Fíliya tugged at Solitär's maid skirt again.
...Solitär fell into silence. Even if Fíliya said so, she really didn't want to serve this idiot.
Just as the situation was about to become deadlocked, a passing "Good Samaritan" satisfied Miss Aura's wish.
A brand new drink was placed in front of Aura. The person who brought it was obviously Macht, who had been waiting as a server to heed various commands.
"If there are other orders, please call my name directly."
Macht looked as usual. After doing this, he immediately prepared to retreat to the side.
"? Macht, so you're actually a good person... I always thought you were quite pretentious and annoying before."
Seeing someone serve her, Aura immediately revealed a smug expression. This guy's mood changes were just that frequent.
"Just one drink and I went from 'quite annoying' to 'good person'? It seems Lady Aura's life isn't very ideal?"
"You can say that again! You don't know what kind of days I'm living... er... actually, forget it, it's actually pretty good."
Miss Aura downed a drink and immediately started chatting. As a former colleague among the Seven Sages of Destruction, Aura immediately wanted to complain properly, but was instantly glared back by Solitär.
After the brief interlude, the "Family Banquet" was able to continue.
"Feels like things aren't easy on your side either."
Frieren exchanged another glance with Miss Fíliya, then spoke in a faint tone.
"It's alright. The hardest times have passed... now I actually feel they are getting cuter and cuter."
Fíliya said with a beaming smile.
"...Do you know your tastes are very niche and perverted?"
Frieren looked at Fíliya's side profile in horror. In this world, the only one who could say the Demon Race is "cute" was probably this unique individual right here.
"Mm... I'm tentatively self-aware of that."
Fíliya nodded seriously, then turned to look at the other side.
From the start of the banquet until now, the child Linie had been burying her head in deep thought, looking like a withdrawn child who couldn't fit into the atmosphere at all. This concerned Fíliya a bit.
So she signaled Aura to switch seats with her. Although Miss Aura was very resistant to sitting next to "Frieren the Slayer," she couldn't out-stubborn Fíliya and could only comply. Once she sat next to Frieren, she no longer had any relaxed appearance.
Sitting next to Frieren, she always inexplicably felt her neck was very itchy and uncomfortable, yet she really couldn't figure out why.
But it was this feeling that upset her so much she couldn't enjoy the food at all, so she could only hope Fíliya would finish chatting with Linie quickly so she could swap back.
"Linie, what are you thinking about?"
Fíliya forked a small piece of apple and held it to Linie's mouth.
"Lady Fíliya... I was recalling today's battle... learning too many things at once made me a bit overwhelmed... I keep feeling that many of those moves can be combined to exert greater power... but because I have too many ideas, I don't know where to start."
Watching Fíliya approach, a smile finally appeared on Linie's face, and she ate the apple Fíliya offered.
"Is that so? Well, there's plenty of time. I'll slowly help you research it after we get home, won't that be fine? Why are you so anxious?"
Fíliya asked curiously.
"Because... I want to become Lady Fíliya's strength sooner."
Facing Fíliya's inquiry, Linie gave an answer with firmness and determination.
"...You clearly already are."
After a brief moment of being stunned, Fíliya smiled and patted Linie's head.
"Really?"
Linie's eyes widened upon hearing this.
"Of course!"
Fíliya nodded again.
Thus, after confirming this matter, Linie seemed to finally recover her appetite and also began to enjoy the grand meal before her.
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