Just as Fíliya's group and Macht initiated a discussion regarding [Gold Transformation Magic (Di Agolze)]...
Everyone present, aside from Lord Glück, was listening carefully to the exchange between these fellows.
After all, gathered there were Miss Fíliya, whose level was 'far beyond that of normal humans,' Frieren, the 'Legendary Elven Great Mage,' and the exchange of experience between Great Demons.
For First-Class Mages like Fern and Denken, who were still within the realm of normal humans, even a few words could provide significant inspiration.
"But, doesn't that make Fíliya quite pitiful?"
Fern seemed to have finally found an opportunity to chime in, but her words startled quite a few people.
Hah? This guy is pitiful? Fern, do you have a fever? Why are you talking nonsense?
This was Frieren's thought.
"Because Fíliya is clearly a hero who saved Weise, isn't she? Yet she has to suffer unfair treatment, unable to even... even go shopping. It's truly too regrettable."
Fern's words made Fíliya smile involuntarily, and she began to look at the other party with a teasing expression.
"Oh? Does Fern like me that much?"
!
Fíliya's remark caused the atmosphere to drop a few degrees. At least several people reacted unhappily to her words.
"?!"
Fern was startled, wondering if she had said something strange. Why did Fíliya's comment suddenly jump to this aspect?
"I'm not... I didn't..."
Fern waved her hands hurriedly, a blush rising on her face.
Ah... teasing this kind of innocent little girl really feels so good.
Watching Fern's flushed and flustered appearance, Miss Fíliya felt a wave of pleasure rush from the soles of her feet right up to the top of her skull.
Only then did she speak slowly.
"Fern, you're projecting onto the wrong object... It's because I'm your friend that you instinctively stand on my side, but think about it carefully, will you?"
"To those commoners suddenly liberated from gold transformation, I am indeed a witch who inexplicably appeared before them and then went on a [Killing Spree]. Moreover, they genuinely suffered injury and pain, so the accusations against me are completely well-founded and grounded in fact! So, where am I pitiful? It's nothing."
Fíliya spoke casually. Her open-minded attitude left Fern stunned in place.
Fern instantly recalled many memories regarding Fíliya.
So that's it... Fíliya really values the lives of others. In this situation, she actually prioritized thinking from the perspective of the commoners.
Fern felt much more convinced by the conclusion Macht had summarized earlier.
"Heh heh... And I'm not the type to suffer in silence, you know? Actually, my harvest this time is quite large, so don't you worry blindly on my behalf, Fern."
Fíliya said with a proud look, but this appearance was obviously misunderstood by Fern.
In Fern's view, this was just Fíliya comforting herself. After all... Fern really couldn't imagine where Fíliya had benefited.
But Miss Fíliya's words were no lie; she had indeed made a killing.
From the moment her magic exploded among the commoners, countless [Emotional Points] were credited to her account. Until just a second ago, her income was still skyrocketing—even Miss Fern's [Sympathy] had turned into her nourishment.
Whether it was intense gratitude or intense hatred, it was all a type of [Emotion], and naturally, Fíliya collected it with great pleasure.
Compared to the rising Emotional Points, being 'misunderstood by commoners' counted for nothing. After all, no one could hold her accountable, and she likely wouldn't visit this broken place called Weise a second time... Umu, since there was no beautiful scenery or precious specialty products here anyway.
Heh, foolish mortals... if you hadn't run around blindly, you wouldn't have been hurt that badly... Your Sister Phi controlled every magic cannon shot with precision to only graze you and deflect.
Miss Fíliya thought disdainfully in her heart.
"Alright, let's have a normal topic... Hmm, speaking of which, Frieren, did you fight that guy? I'm curious how you handle his attacks."
Fíliya suddenly guided the topic back to Macht, pointing her finger at the one-armed fellow as she spoke.
"No. When I first arrived in Weise, I tried to provoke him, but he was quite patient."
Frieren squinted at Macht with a look of obvious disgust.
"Tsk tsk, you're something else. Being hated by everyone at the same time isn't easy."
Fíliya also looked in Macht's direction, her tone sounding as if she were stifling a laugh.
"...Because Young Master Denken was present, and my [Control Bracelet] was still on my hand. Since Young Master Denken ordered me not to act, I naturally prioritized Young Master Denken's opinion... But if Lady Frieren wishes to compete with this humble one, I can oblige."
Macht returned Frieren's glare with an unkind look of his own.
After all, when they first met, Frieren had ruthlessly revealed her killing intent. Although Macht could pretend to be a gentle and jade-like noble, if he were truly a demon without a temper, he obviously wouldn't have climbed to the position of the head of the Seven Sages of Destruction.
"I couldn't ask for more. I'm about done eating, so let's start. I haven't dealt with a demon in a long time."
Regarding Frieren's words, Solitär also frowned unhappily, seemingly feeling that Frieren's comment wasn't purely directed at Macht alone.
Frieren stood up directly from her seat. Watching this scene, Lord Glück frowned slightly, falling into thought about how to stop this conflict.
Fortunately, the beautiful and kind-hearted Miss Fíliya stepped forward.
"You, step aside. Is there any place for a servant like you to speak here?"
Fíliya pointed at Macht's nose as she spoke, then immediately turned toward Frieren.
"And you, what do you want to do? Do you know the saying 'When gods fight, mortals suffer'? Spare the ordinary people in this city, will you? Consider it me begging you on their behalf."
"He and I can go elsewhere to fight."
Frieren retorted somewhat unconvinced.
Thus, Fíliya's expression immediately became a bit angry.
"Hand out! Pinch your own cheek. Yes, just like that. Harder!"
Seeing Frieren cooperate very well by pinching a red mark on her face, Fíliya finally pressed down on Frieren's shoulders with satisfaction, making her sit back down.
"That's right. Be obedient, good girl."
After soothing Frieren, Fíliya shook her head helplessly.
She took responsibility to the end for this conflict she had almost sparked, preventing these two fellows who couldn't stand the sight of each other from fighting. However, what made her despair was: why were these long-lived species all like children in temper?
Even if they disguised themselves well usually, the moment they got worked up, they instantly regressed into children who needed coaxing.
Simply... hopeless.
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