Hilde felt a little superfluous.
Still, though she was inexplicably annoyed, she held it in.
In the service industry, it was normal to encounter all sorts of strange customers.
Waitresses couldn't beat up customers for no reason!
"What would you two like?" Hilde asked again.
This time, her voice finally drew their attention.
The young man smiled and said:
"Please bring us two cups of ice... Ah, sorry, one glass of ice water and one glass of warm water."
"Oh my, it's fine. I can drink ice water today."
"I see. Then I was being presumptuous."
Though the young man said he was being presumptuous, his hands were even more presumptuous, constantly roaming over the beauty's palm.
The beauty giggled, her voice as crisp as silver bells.
Expressionless, Hilde turned and left.
She really couldn't take it anymore.
"Sigh, I should calm down."
After leaving, Hilde took a deep breath, fetched two glasses of ice water, and brought them over.
In truth, she had grown used to this sort of thing recently.
The Asura Kingdom had a very strange atmosphere.
The Millis Faith existed here too, and was even quite prosperous. In any moderately sized town, one could see traces of the Millis Faith.
Yet within the Asura Kingdom, especially among the nobles and royalty, people were very open—or rather, they played wildly.
What she had just witnessed was not uncommon.
Paul had once told her some amusing stories about nobles.
Paul had once had a younger brother named Philemon, who was seven years his junior.
Yet Philemon's eldest son was five years older than Hilde and Rudeus.
What kind of concept was that?
Paul had gotten together with Zenith and become a father at nineteen.
By that calculation, Paul's younger brother Philemon had already had a child at the