Missing the Lap Pillow (Continued)

"I'm sorry, Lefia!"

Ais apologized quite readily. Although the two of them hadn't decided on a departure time yesterday, she still felt bad for making them wait so long.

"William?"

Ais's words finally drew the attention of Lefia, who was staring straight at Ais, to William was two steps Ais.

William waved his hand, his expression complex, in sync with Lefia's tone.

"Hello, Lefia!"

To my shame, ever since I dined at the Hostess of Fertility...

He usually ate all three meals a day at the Hostess of Fertility, and rarely ate at the Familia canteen.

Therefore, he had never witnessed the conversation between Lefia and Ais before.

But today he felt he had discovered something quite extraordinary.

"Wow! How can Miss Ais train with him!"

"If you had just told me, I would have been there for you."

Lefia felt so jealous she was about to cry. The perfect plan to accompany Miss Ais to morning training should have been hers.

But William, who came in halfway through, snatched the opportunity away from her. How could she accept that!

"But Lefia is Mage!"

"Whoa!"

A fatal blow from the person she admired most; Lefia now felt as if an arrow had struck her directly in the chest.

But unfortunately, she couldn't refute it, because it was the truth.

She could only puff out her cheeks slightly to express her dissatisfaction.

Pure Mage have almost no melee combat abilities; they improve their strength entirely by studying magic books and practicing their incantation skills in Dungeon.

Naturally, she couldn't spar with Ais, a close-combat expert.

As Lefia's facial expressions shifted wildly, William felt his guess was becoming increasingly certain.

"Lefia! What's wrong?"

"He looks like he's in a lot of pain."

"Why don't you just stay home and rest? I'll find someone else to go with you."

Ais looked at Lefia, whose face was changing as she clutched her chest, and asked with concern.

"No... no, I'm perfectly fine. Please, I must go with you."

Lefia's head swung wildly back and forth like a clock that had been wound up too tightly.

Ais's words were like a heavy hammer blow to her head.

It instantly snapped her out of her sadness.

What a joke! We were already a step behind.

If she were to give up this opportunity to go to the Dungeon with William, and something were to happen between them Dungeon, she would be kicking herself!

What a joke! He wouldn't allow that to happen.

Thinking of this, the Elf glared fiercely at William again.

Having completely seen through the elf's true nature, William completely disregarded her glare, instead looking at Lefia with nothing but resentment.

"Hey! Are you thinking something that's really rude to me?"

Lefia felt like she was about to explode. Although she didn't understand what William 'William gaze meant, she could sense that there was something amiss in it.

"Lefia! Let's go eat!"

"We'll set off after we finish eating!"

Ais didn't understand why Lefia was so angry with William the whole time.

But she still knew that it was better to take Lefia away at this time.

"Yes, Miss Ais!"

Lefia changed her expression with a speed that even a Peking Opera face-changing act couldn't keep up with.

He answered Ais with a broad smile.

"Then let's set off immediately, Miss Ais!"

Lefia skipped over to Ais and said.

Breakfast time for the Familia had long since ended, so if they wanted to eat now, they would have to go to a restaurant outside.

"Okay!"

As Lefia led her away, Ais looked at William with a barely perceptible hint of apology in her eyes.

The two of them could have returned before breakfast, but because they were comforting Ais, it got much later.

As compensation, she had originally planned to invite Lefia and William to breakfast together.

"I never expected this elf to have yuri tendencies!"

Watching the two figures gradually disappear into the distance, William had certainly learned something new today.

Others might think this elf simply admires Ais, but he sees it differently. From his perspective, this elf harbors unusual feelings.

It's just that she herself didn't realize it.

William shook his head slightly and strode off to his room to catch up on some sleep.

He laid down his weapon, the drowsiness that had overwhelmed him now outweighing the hunger in his stomach.

But when he lay on the pillow he had slept on countless times, he found that he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

The usually soft pillow now felt like he was lying on a rock, making him miss Ais's lap pillow on the city wall earlier.

"Is this what they mean by 'it's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality'?"