Everyone naturally looked at her, hoping she would say more. Before she did though, her stomach rumbled a little, making the baby in her hand giggle cutely.
"Ah, time to eat. It’s already dinner time!" Harold said, leading them to the dining area. They focused on eating for a while. Although there were some light snacks during the meeting, they still missed their savory foods.
Anyway, the topic was put on hold until the elders finished their food. As soon as they finished, Winona leaned forward. "Tell me again how I’m not crazy."
Winona was particularly Antsy the whole time. She wanted to make sure she wasn’t seeing things!
The curiosity killed her so much that when they went to greet Althea back in the Village Center, she was maybe a little half-tempted to throw Meatball to his mother to see whether he would float.
Of course, that was an intrusive thought that didn’t win.
Althea didn’t know the weird stuff going on in her best friend’s head and just answered with a shrug. "There’s not much to tell, truly," she said. "We don’t know how it triggers either. It just happens."
"Nothing?"
"Nothing."
The adults looked at each other and then to the little babies who were playing with their toys.
"We can only hope it won’t put them in any danger."
…
The next day.
The entire territory was allowed for a slow day that day. That was to say, working hours started a bit later than usual to allow the citizens some rest.
Some time after breakfast, the doorbell sounded, startling those inside. This doorbell—a new add-on made by Baron’s party—was literally just a bell with a string system.
They partnered with Kimura from the Research lab to get the right process and tuning, and Althea’s team happened to be one of the first houses to get this.
Harold and the others were a bit puzzled, wondering who it could be.
"Maybe Boss Garan has arrived?"
"He wouldn’t need to use the door bell. Plus, it should still take a few more hours."
"Ah, right."
However, Althea was still the one to take a look anyway, just in case.
They opened the gate to see it was Oslo, but with a ton of guests. "Ms. Althea…" he said, with an awkward smile, "I’m so sorry to bother you, but we have guests who hope to discuss important business with you."
A lot of people looked at Oslo, a bit startled. Even his siblings who had seen him like this just couldn’t get used to his humbleness. Even if it was a lord—if it was only a lord of a village—there was really no reason for Oslo to appear so humble. How could he act like this towards a mere village elder? A woman, at that?
Unless, there were really a lot of particularly special things about this beautiful woman that met the eye, and they couldn’t help but give her a few extra looks.
She was very beautiful, yes, but what was most charming was her demeanor, stance, and aura.
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