Ellie Miller took a big sip from her teacup, savoring it, then heard The Flower Pixie say in a sweet voice: "I'm getting married to my darling ~~~~~ tomorrow~"
"Pfft——," she spat it out.
Artor: "..."
He politely handed over a napkin.
Immediately after, Alchemy House popped up with a message:
[Your alchemy level has been recognized by The Elven King, earning you 200 points of career reputation.]
Ellie Miller: "???"
Ellie Miller: "!!!"
Her pupils shook as she looked at Feshenanki who smiled warmly at her.
The Flower Pixie covered her mouth with one hand, her pretty almond-shaped eyes began to fill with tears, "Darling, what kind of reaction is this?! Aren't you happy for us?"
Ellie Miller: "..." Just… exhausted.
Ellie Miller really wanted to shake some sense into The Flower Pixie with a potion!
She didn't know, her hand was gently covered by the Duke, "Dear, all your sister needs for her wedding is your blessing."
