Fried Food Welcome Banquet

"Miss Filvis, if there's a chance in the future, how about we form a party and go to the Dungeon together again?"

Faced with the elf girl's invitation, Filvis felt somewhat conflicted, but she still gave a faint smile and replied with a yes.

"Then I'll head back first. I need to tell Miss Ais and the others that I've learned Parallel Chanting. I won't be a burden to the party anymore!"

Leffia waved goodbye to her.

"You were never a burden..."

Filvis murmured softly. She raised a hand to bid the elf girl farewell as well, watching Leffia run off like a little deer.

Yet when she reached the street corner, the elf girl suddenly stopped. Instead of heading toward North Avenue, she turned toward West Street.

Leffia had instinctively started walking toward the Twilight Manor Familia Residence, but fortunately caught herself in time. From today onward, she would be staying temporarily at Hearth Manor, so she had not taken the wrong road.

She skipped toward Hearth Manor. Night was approaching, and the Engineering Team from the Hephaestus Familia responsible for the expansion work had already called it a day.

After passing between piles of stone and timber dismantled from the surrounding buildings but not yet hauled away, the elf girl arrived before Hearth Manor.

"Miss Ais, Mr. Broly, I'm back."

The door to Hearth Manor was unlocked. The elf girl pushed it open and called inside as she entered.

"Leffia, you're back just in time. Come help out."

Ais's eyes were red, as though she had just been crying, when she said this to her.

"Uh, Miss Ais, are you cutting onions?"

As Leffia drew closer, she caught the pungent scent coming from the white diced pieces on the Cutting Board before the Sword Princess. Her brows furrowed