Vol 2 Chapter 22 (1/2)
Chapter 22
Chapter Two
Expectations
(Part 2)
Around the ti started to settle down
Even now after the ga thei and Go on a few of the tables Truthfully, Ilya felt that it was slightly badmealtimes, she decided to overlook the matter for now
Ilya had ure out
“Nadia-san, please, raise your head”
“But…”
The blonde-haired, blue-eyed beauty raised her looked up only slightly Co by herself, this elf that came with the elder’s escorts was a person that everyone knew of in Fountain Village: Nadia of the Flareat influence
Soantly, there were e Ilya felt that it was very close to how high school girls ht respect their seniors
A wo deeply towards Ilya
It wasn’t so exaggerated as York’s dogeza, but as Nadia was a woure out the reason behind it as a disinterested person, causing her trouble over the matter to be a close match
“Elder-saer live without you Could you not rethink the matter?”
“I refuse”
Hearing Ilya’s answer that left no room for discussion, Nadia’s shoulders drooped
However, using [God’s Eyes] on the girl revealed that the slightly haggard expression on her face was due to mental stress
“Would you like so you want”
“U-u”
As elves were a rather exclusive race, other races would atteuarded or the elves the them to be cautious of them across the board
Although Ilya had kept that in mind and provided them with accommodations and a place to eat, it was impossible to say that they could live as they usually would
Due to the stress fros, her food would have to be thin as she probably wouldn’t be able to keep anything heavy down So that her stoe and a white stew that was filled with vegetables [1]
(… I didn’t intend for this to happen, though)
Seeing the spectacle unfold before her eyes, Ilya was half shocked and half impressed
“… Only eating that kind of stuff, that da how bad it tastes!”
“But Ilya-saood!”
“I think so too!”
Pizza, stea rolls, paella… The elves haddown dish after dish
Once they’d heard that Ilya was cooking, the room filled up quickly Until the moment she had theoing well
However, thinking that it would be alright to offer alcohol as elves drank wine, she offered them a fruit wine… that was a bad idea
“That Jiji isn’t fit for Ilya-chan!”
“”” Yeah! Yeah! “””
“Who would want him to be Ilya-sama’s partner!? He should fulfill his responsibility first!!”
“”” Yeah! Yeah! “””
During the boisterous party, one person would co the elder
They’d probably stored up quite a bit of anger
(My condolences)
Even Ilya, someone who disliked elves, couldn’t help but pity them
Judging froh they were the elder’s nurses in all but name
The food’s bad, your performance is bad, you couldn’t even beat an enemy, etc If it were Ilya, if it were Ilya, if it were Ilya…
Private rooms were soundproofed, so they could continue their co overheard by the elder
(Let it all out, don’t worry)
She would take measures herself as well
Even patience had its limit Locked in their drunken talks, none of the elves noticed how Ilya’s smile slowly turned cold
Evening arrived and Frank had just finished eating his curry He was starting to work on a souvenir he brought back with him, a linzer torte [2]
It re close to it, so Ilya decided to add it together along with an improved linzer torte [3]
(A huar, topped with plenty of whipped cream…)
She started thinking about sweets to try and escape from reality
“… Is Ilya in opposition to it?”
“Yes”
Troubled by Ilya’s prompt response, Frank could only scratch his head
According to hi between the association Guild’s General Managers and Branch Managers… was to construct an arena