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- That's just great, - Elle nods. - No matter what anyone says, even with a calmer lifestyle, it's always useful to take a break, - she takes the juiciest and tastiest piece of inarka and places it on the mermaid's plate. - Come on, don't pout, we're pleasantly surprised by your cuteness. Just think, all this time Emil-san was hiding such a treasure. Although that was also right, for he is obliged to protect you.
Perhaps this question was addressed to Lord or Trude, or perhaps to no one at all — certainly not to the "virus girl" herself, whom the grumpy churchman considered it beneath his dignity to even look at or address, and it would probably have been easiest to pretend that this comment had not been heard... But the nihonka decided not to sink to his level and answered anyway, even if she didn't expect a response to her response:
- That is correct, Holy Father, you are quite a keen observer. It so happened that all the people we met turned out to be exceptionally kind, sweet, and hospitable, and seeing them in each other's good company on this soft June day is one of those tender memories that one wants to keep in the heart forever. The very one that will first come to mind when thinking of these idyllic landscapes, and perhaps the last in the moment of... it doesn't matter. Such events, however fleeting, are possible only in a cozy, warm community of like-minded people, and therefore are quite rare by their very nature. I hope that this memory remains in the hearts of the other participants in the same quality. Although, most likely, there will be many more such days in their lives.
- What do you mean, Your Eminence? - Tristan asks. - Is there something we should know?
- Whether we should or not is a debatable question, but in the absence of this scrap of information, the warm memories of today will be defiled by a veil of, if not lies, then at least a conscious concealment of the truth. One wouldn't want those present here to remember it with disappointment and a heavy heart years from now, would they?
- If you have something to say, then say it, - Trude, who dislikes beating around the bush, addressed the priest in a demanding tone.
- So be it. The truth is that one of the stars of today's event, Ayano Yamagami, is not a human, but a cosmic spawn.
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- Your Eminence... - Hiding her displeasure, Ingrid looks away. - Forgive me if I say too much, but that was... Unkind.
- Indeed, - Lina shook her head from side to side in disappointment, - I understand everything, of course, but spawn? Seriously? After everything that happened today, in the middle of such a bright day?
- Not good! - The mermaid tapped the priest sitting next to her on the shoulder with her small fists. - Not good to talk like that! A bright prince should not do such a thing! Ayannacchi is good!
- Oh?.. - Bruno looked around at the gathered group with a slight look of bewilderment. - So what is this, you were all already aware of this?..
- I can't speak for everyone, - Heidi decided to answer the riddle, - but Lord explained the situation to me when he invited me to this picnic this morning.
- And to me. - Ella confirmed. - Ayano didn't seem malicious to me, so you were wrong.
- Ayano... - Lina lowered her head guiltily. - It must be hard for you so far from home... Forgive me if I couldn't welcome you with enough hospitality.
- I want more kayanka!! - Radgrid's brother interrupted the serious conversation. - KA-YAN-KA!
- Quiet, you, - his sister threatens him with a finger, - don't interrupt the adults talking, here is your kayanka, - she shoves a piece of fish into his mouth.
- Your Eminence, I would agree with you if she were wild or something, but... - Tristan shrugs, - it's obvious she's reasonable. And, honestly, after our lumberjack humbled himself trying to convince me to look at the situation without prejudice, I cannot find a single drop of dislike within myself. So forgive me, but I disagree with your comment as well.
- And you call yourself a servant of Anuzish? - Trude barely restrained herself from cracking the man of faith over the back of the head. - With such unfriendliness, you only defile her name.
- I see... - Regaining his composure, the priest once again scans the gathered crowd. - Well... It seems that in this particular case, I may have been a tiny bit wrong. - Shifting his gaze to Lord, he continues. - You were right. Among those gathered, I do not see a single person who could speak ill of her. - Finishing his thought, he stops his gaze on the priestess. - I ask for your forgiveness, Ayano, gentlemen. I hope that this small incident has not spoiled your appetite.