Sophia spoke helplessly.
Although after she spoke, she thought about the glorious feats of her family's young mistress and sighed again in her heart, knowing that saying it would probably be pointless.
Alas, serving such a "free" monarch is truly exhausting as a retainer.
But what can you do, it's what I chose.
It's just...
"Actually, this really is a dining table; the Round Table Knights often dined together on this in the past."
A slightly lazy mature lady's voice suddenly sounded.
Dorothy: "....."
Sophia: "...."
Mia: "....."
Even Aunt Sitle, who was happily giggling earlier, now became clear-eyed, and Hat Senior Sister perched atop the homebody witch's head raised her brim curiously.
Everyone's eyes turned towards the direction of the voice, which was around Dorothy's neck.
To be precise, it was the small Dragon Serpent Necklace hanging there.
Yemengade rarely woke up.
"Sister, you're awake."
Dorothy greeted happily,
