This is!

Ivy and the rest of the group were overwhelmed by the shock. Their eyes refused to blink even if they wanted to. The swordsmen and swordswomen were speechless. The only ones that were not caught by the intense shock were Lyon's three generals.

Ivy made a harsh gulp (Does he want to die?!) before she nervously looked at Cecile. The auburn beauty was enjoying her meal and already took the other dishes on her plate. She was drinking the asparagus soup with her spoon. The golden shimmer of the broth was inviting and the silk meat of the crab was resonating with the entire dish as a whole.

Cecile's eyes looked up only to see that Ivy was looking at her bewilderedly. "What's wrong with you?"

"Ah? That's my question!" said Ivy before she sat down by her side.

"Ah... ha," Porealus smiled wryly. He was expecting an outbreak of hell but the situation had turned into something else. (Goddamn, I can't even... goddamn...) Porealus shook his head as he eat his rice.