“Father, how is that big sister, and why did she suddenly appear in our restaurant?” Amy made her way over to the unconscious Babla with a curious expression.
“She doesn’t seem to know why she came here herself, and she referred to herself as a princess; could it be that she really is a princess?” Yabemiya mused.
“I don’t know who she is, but she’s either a mental asylum escapee or the princess of some tiny secluded kingdom that no one knows about. I’m pretty sure the Roth Empire doesn’t have a princess like her.” Mag was also unable to identify this haughty young woman.
“She was most likely teleported here by a spell formation, but I can’t tell if she set this as her destination or if a random destination was decided for her by the spell formation. Also, she’s a powerful spatial magic caster at the 7th-tier at the very least. There’s no princess of her age in the Roth Empire’s royal family, though.” Sally put away her wand and appraised Babla with furrowed brows as she said, “She appears to be really feeble for some reason. That must be why she fell unconscious.”
“What should we do now, Father? Let’s save this poor big sister.” Amy looked up at Mag with a beseeching expression.
Mag was initially planning on tossing her straight out of the restaurant, but a hint of sympathy welled up in his heart after hearing Amy’s request. As such, he turned to Sally, and asked, “Can you wake her up, Aisha?”
“I can try, but I can’t ensure that she won’t harbor animosity toward us when she wakes up.” Sally nodded before pulling out her wand again. She twirled her wand in a circle above Babla’s head, and a light green halo appeared before transforming into a green leaf. The leaf fluttered down onto her glabella, fusing into her pink crescent moon insignia.
This insignia… It’s a little similar to Princess Irina’s, except the princess’ insignia is golden, while hers is pink. Could they be related somehow? A hint of confusion flashed through Sally’s eyes, but she didn’t say anything.
After the leaf merged into Babla’s glabella, a hint of color finally returned to her pale features. Her furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and she let loose a faint moan. Before her eyes had even opened, her nose began to twitch first as she had caught a whiff of the delicious aroma of roast meat wafting through the air.
Is that roast meat? But how could roast meat smell so irresistibly good? Babla was already close to regaining consciousness, and she was immediately hooked to that delectable aroma. Roast meat was her favorite, and was a staple of her daily menu.
She had thought that the roast meat made by the chefs from the palace was already the most delicious in the world, but this aroma was clearly countless times better than the aroma of even the best roast meat she had had in the past.
Repairing the spell formation had taken her half a day, and she was already quite hungry She could even envision the sensation and flavor of the roast meat melting in her mouth, and she was salivating uncontrollably.
“Roast meat…” Babla gulped as she slowly opened her eyes. The first thing that she saw was the roast beef kebab in Mag’s hand, and her eyes instantly lit up as her stomach began to growl. She was like a traveler who had discovered an oasis within a desert.
“This big sister isn’t going to faint again from starvation, is she?” Amy looked at Babla with a sympathetic expression.
“I think there’s a good chance of that happening.” Mag nodded.
“What kind of suffering did she go through before ing here? Even when she’s starving, she still has to insist on keeping up her facade as a princess.” Yabemiya heaved a faint sigh.
“Everyone has their own circumstances. I can empathize with her.” Sally nodded.
“Hah?” Babla’s attention had been pletely drawn to the roast beef kebab, and only after seeing everyone’s sympathetic expressions did she realize that she was embarrassing herself. A blush immediately appeared on her face. They were speaking to her as if she were a homeless little girl! Her heart was filled with rage and humiliation.
However, even when she was unconscious, she could feel the spot of refreshing coolness that had entered through her glabella. Her nausea from teleportation had also been pletely soothed, thereby indicating that these people had treated her after she had fallen unconscious. Otherwise, she had no idea how long it would have taken her to wake up, and if she were to miss out on that window of time, she could be unable to go back ever again.
Furthermore, when she looked at the man holding the roast beef kebabs again, he didn’t appear to be as ugly as she previously found him to be. His facial hair was a little jarring, but his face was decent, so he was passable overall.
As for the little girl beside him, she was simply far too adorable. For some reason, her ears were pointy rather than curved. The other two girls also looked a little strange, but they were both extremely gorgeous.
“Ahem, I don’t need your sympathy; I’ve only ever felt sorry for others, while others can only admire and revere me.” Babla stood up and raised her chin again as she said, “However, seeing as you saved me, I’ll let bygones be bygones. The opportunity to save me is not available to everyone, so you should cherish it.”
Her expression was still quite haughty, but her eyes were pletely drawn to the kebabs in Mag’s hands as she tried her best to repress the urge to gulp.
“Alright then, Princess. If that’s all you’d like to say, then you can leave now. We’re preparing for a meal here.” Mag rolled his eyes at Babla. She was pletely incorrigible.
“You should hurry up and get some food, Big Sister Pink. It’ll be bad if you fainted from starvation again.” Amy turned to Babla with a serious expression as she held back Ugly Duckling, who was shaping to pounce. She flicked it lightly on the head, and scolded, “Ugly Duckling, don’t go jumping on every pretty big sister you see! If you keep this up, I’ll throw you out.”
Babla didn’t appear to harbor any enmity toward them, so Sally put away her wand and made her way over to the dining table.
Yabemiya turned to Mag and opened her mouth, but closed it again without saying anything. It clearly wasn’t in her place to invite this stranger to have a meal with them without Mag’s permission.
Mag placed the kebabs on the table and took a seat. He then turned to look at Babla with his brows furrowed, wondering why she still hadn’t left.
“I’m going to give you a chance to beg me to stay. If you beg earnestly enough, I can perhaps consider eating something here. This is a great honor for all of you.” Babla raised her chin slightly as she looked back at Mag.
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