“Sia, why are you eating so little? Do you have a poor appetite?”
Danasuo looked at Leticia, who was merely helping her carry food, with a hint of confusion.
The food was clearly delicious, yet Sia had only eaten a tiny bit so far.
“It’s nothing. I’m just... experiencing this for the first time.”
“The banquets I usually attend are very... different from this.”
“Does it feel like the atmosphere here is much more lively?”
Suddenly, an exceptionally gentle voice drifted over from beside them.
Hearing the voice, Leticia immediately shrank toward Danasuo.
“Whoa! Where did you come from?”
Seeing the rabbit ears appear beside her, the meat skewer in Danasuo's hand nearly went flying.
“This little one’s reaction is so cute.”
“My name is Marigal. What’s yours?”
Looking at Danasuo hiding behind Leticia, Marigal reached out with a smile and poked the tiny creature.
“I’m not letting you touch me!”
Danasuo made a face at the rabbit beastkin who had suddenly startled her.
“Mm-hmm~ So cute.”
Even though Danasuo kept trying to dive into the pocket on Leticia's shoulder, it felt as if there were an invisible barrier blocking her from entering.
“Why! Why can’t I get in?!”
“Is this little cutie acting out because she’s shy?”
Seeing that Danasuo was stuck outside, Marigal gently picked up the petite lizard-kin.
“Why is Sia just watching?!”
Seeing herself completely lifted off Leticia’s shoulder, Danasuo’s eyes immediately filled with indignation at Leticia’s inaction.
“I don’t know why, but I feel like the aura you give off is... very familiar?”
At this moment, the distance between Leticia and Marigal could be described as dangerously close.
“Perhaps it’s because we share the same origin?”
Hearing Leticia’s question, the Original Saintess reached out and gently patted the current Saintess on the head.
“Do you want to know? Come walk with me~”
As Marigal spoke, she leaned her face directly in front of Leticia’s.
“No way! Sia won’t go anywhere with a rabbit of unknown origin like you!”
Danasuo immediately inserted herself between the two, breaking the strange tension.
“I can.”
“Si—a!”
Hearing Leticia agree, Danasuo immediately turned around and cupped Leticia’s expressionless face.
“Mmph— Sia, you can’t say yes!”
“Why not?”
“Exactly. The person herself has already agreed.”
Seeing Danasuo’s puffed-up cheeks, Marigal simply picked her up and placed her on her own shoulder.
“As compensation, I’ll let you sit on my shoulder.”
“Let go! I don’t want to!”
The lifted Danasuo immediately began to struggle and fuss.
In the distance, the Goddess watched Kavia flirting with the Hero, then glanced at Marigal flirting with the Saintess.
“...”
The Goddess silently walked away.
“Hurry up, Lord Demon King! There are so many people.”
Not far away, Lin Ling was passing by, holding Ivelia’s hand.
“Slow down. Miss Saintess, don't walk so fast, or you might fall.”
Feeling Lin Ling pulling her hand with such force, Ivelia quietly cast several protective spells on her.
“If we walk too slowly, we won’t get to eat anything, right?”
“Miss Saintess has arranged a very grand plan for today!”
Suddenly remembering something, Lin Ling turned back toward Ivelia with a shy expression.
“What has Miss Saintess prepared?”
Lin Ling’s words immediately piqued Ivelia’s interest.
“Hmm... I’m not telling the Demon King yet.”
“I’ll only say it after Miss Saintess has eaten her fill.”
Lin Ling let go of Ivelia’s hand and turned around, flashing a shy smile.
“So, Lord Demon King, you should look forward to it.”
“This is a matter between just the two of us.”
Without waiting for Ivelia to press further, Lin Ling hurried toward a nearby stall.
“A matter between the two of us?”
Hearing Lin Ling’s words, Ivelia subconsciously touched the plush doll she had hidden away.
Watching Lin Ling talk with a stall owner, a faint blush began to spread across Ivelia’s face.
“Whoa, Lord Demon King, your face is red!”
“You’re seeing things.”
Before Ivelia could compose herself, Lin Ling had already returned.
She had even caught her blushing.
“It’s clearly red. Is it too hot here? Is even the Demon King unable to handle it?”
Lin Ling leaned in close to Ivelia’s face, noticing that the Demon King’s face turned even redder as she approached.
Being approached like this, Ivelia uncharacteristically took a few steps back, creating some distance between herself and Lin Ling.
“Um... here.”
Seeing Ivelia retreat, Lin Ling handed her a meat skewer she had picked up from the stall.
“We’ve been walking this whole time and only Miss Saintess has been eating. The Demon King hasn’t had anything yet.”
“Everyone worked so hard to raise these. Won’t the Demon King try some?”
Lin Ling was still holding a half-eaten skewer in her other hand. Seeing Ivelia dazed, she directly took Ivelia's hand and pressed the skewer into the Demon King's palm.
“Try it, Lord Demon King. Miss Saintess has already tested it.”
Lin Ling glanced left and right.
Good, no one was watching her.
After confirming that the nearby residents weren't looking, Lin Ling leaned in and whispered into Ivelia’s ear.
“Besides, after trying everything nearby, Miss Saintess thinks this one is the most delicious.”
Lin Ling’s voice was very soft, but to Ivelia’s ears, it sounded like the Saintess was sharing a precious little secret.
However... this was the Demon Realm.
Everyone’s hearing seemed to be a bit... extraordinary.
A beastkin not far from them was the first to hear this review from the Saintess.
She immediately turned and informed her companions.
As she shared the news, the nearby residents, without fail, began passing the information along one by one.
“Dammit, did I lose to that guy after all?!”
The news eventually reached the ears of the neighboring stall owners, who began casting sidelong glances toward the pair.
But by then, the stall the Saintess had praised was already completely crowded.
“My skills will never be inferior to that minotaur!”
These words echoed among the surrounding stall owners. They all began concocting new secret recipes on the spot, while using wind magic to intentionally or unintentionally blow the scents toward the Saintess.
“Is it really that delicious?”
Ivelia saw that the Saintess had already picked up another meat skewer and started eating.
She looked at the skewer in her own hand, and after taking a small bite, a mischievous glint appeared in her eyes.
Scanning the surroundings, she saw the residents were all scrambling to buy the meat skewers the Saintess had praised. This situation provided her with the perfect opportunity.
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