"Fated stories were never meant to be so boring, you know, Stella. Fated Old God - Lord of the Ring was also known as the God of Drama. He enjoyed sitting in the audience and watching one bizarre, interesting tale of fate after another unfold among mortals, and sometimes he even stepped onto the stage himself to play a role.
"The Seer Association was a well-known branch of the ancient Fate Order, but the Ring Arcanist organization known as the Tragedy Troupe also originated from the oldest Fate Order."
Miss Reinhart recounted what she had learned, though she was still quite bothered by being merely a "minor supporting character." Miss Larson nodded thoughtfully, secretly studying Shade and wondering whether he might be Lord of the Ring taking the stage himself. Then her own bold thought frightened her.
The girl with beautiful platinum-gold hair turned to Shade again:
"So, you learned about the three relics from the spring, right?"
"Partly. Some inexplicable things happened when I first entered the spring."
"It's all right. There are simply too many inexplicable things in this world. You yourself are a fine example."
She smiled gently and recommended that Shade try the mutton stewed with cabbage. Watching the scene by the window-side table, the white-haired girl felt that this journey was truly interesting. Three days ago, she could never have imagined that her teacher would be chatting and laughing with a man at the table.
After lunch, the village's old priest, who had gone to inspect the purification of the spring, returned as well. He excitedly grasped Shade's hand to express his gratitude and even invited the three of them to stay for dinner:
"Although the spring is far from the village, ever since something happened there, everyone has had to walk half an hour