There is an elegant floral fragrance wafting in the air, and judging by the taste, it must be some kind of essential oil or something. Because ordinary floral fragrance is far from this concentration.

Freshly baked biscuits, charred with translucent syrup, elegantly plated, and filled the table with a huge white three-tiered cake surrounded by the delicate saucers of English afternoon tea.

"Good!"

With the snapping sound of the gassho, the girl with a beautiful face showed a sweet smile.

"Then, the first Chaldean Servant Women's Association is about to begin!"

The speaker has a strong aristocratic atmosphere, and just looking at it gives people a feeling of [Ah, this person is a noble girl!] ] feeling.

Born lady.

She wears a red dress, a huge fluttering hat reminiscent of a red cake on her head, and her long silver-white hair is combed into a double ponytail to peek out of the hat.

Since it's a women's club, of course it's all women.

Miss Boudicca was in charge of the snack part, and she was already a strong mother, and when she saw so many young girls gathered together, she felt like a sister with a sense of mission in her heart, and she worked hard to make a whole table of snacks for them.

Nourishment? Tooth decay? Go all the way! Anyway, the servant doesn't have that kind of boring disease!

By the way, the three-tiered cake in the middle of the table, which looks particularly luxurious, was not made by Boudicca, but by the tamamo cat who had started throwing cookies into his mouth.

Although she wore the cat's paw gloves, which were more fun than practical no matter how you look at them, the cat used her skillful cooking skills to overcome the obstacles of the meat ball gloves to make a large cake with extremely delicate latte art.

"Huh? It's the first time I've participated in this kind of thing...... I thought it was going to be a fight to determine who was the strongest woman in the Chaldees......"

Mordred put one hand on her cheek with an unpleasant face, and her first reaction was this when she first heard that the women's meeting was still a slave women's meeting.

It's to blow up other female servants and compete for the strongest...... You see, it's like a martial arts club, a sports meeting or something, and everyone who has anything to do with it should be this, right?

It seems that the common sense given by the Holy Grail is sometimes flawed.

"How is that possible......"

Matthew smiled awkwardly, and when he complained, he diluted the smell of gunpowder in her words.

"Huhuhu, but who is the strongest...... In a sense, that's true. ”

As soon as Kiyohime opened the fan, the black folding fan blocked most of her face, and her skin became even fairer. She smiled a little dangerously, narrowing her eyes and raising her eyebrows.

"This is to compete for who is the most feminine...... It can be said that it is a war without gunpowder. ”

Qing Ji's words shocked Matthew and asked rhetorically, "Really? ”

"Well, I don't think it's that serious, right? Well, but it's nice to be able to get together! I've always wanted to come back again! Right, Dieng! ”

Queen Mary, the host, looked at the waiter beside her with a sweet smile behind her, and Dieng, who was wearing a gorgeous long dress, nodded calmly.

"Well, I don't know much about this! Is it ready to eat? Is it OK to eat? I'm going to eat it! If you don't eat it, you'll be eaten by Miss Cat? ”

Astolfo flicked his braids, ignoring the response of others, and began to get his hands on the snacks on his plate......

By the way, are there some strange people mixed in with the girls' club?

Miss Joan of Arc frowned, staring at Astolford's face as if she couldn't let go, looking up and down...... In the end, the overly serious lady sighed and decided to spit out the obvious groove.

"That, Astolfo you...... It's not a girl, is it? ”

"It's okay, it's okay! I think it's okay as long as you're a girl at heart! Well, ok, ok! ”

Astolfo didn't care at all, gave her a thumbs up, grinned, and could still see the tiger's teeth. Seeing her so happy, Joan of Arc felt that she was too incomprehensible......

Indeed, many people have said that Joan of Arc is too serious, so serious that she can't understand the amorous ......

"Actually, it doesn't matter, right? It's good to get together and have fun. ”

Boudicca also came to play the round, and at the same time she shrugged her shoulders with some regret: "It would be nice if Miss Nijima also came." ”

"She's certainly not the kind of person to come to a place like this!"

Mordred's mouth was stuffed with cake, but the sweet cream did not cover her tone at all, and it still revealed a sharp discord.

"So, what does the women's association have to do? It won't be ......"

Mordred said as she picked up a sugar-stained cookie and threw a parabola, which landed firmly in her mouth, chewing on it as she finished the sentence: "...... Wouldn't it just be eating and drinking? ”

"Well, of course, when it comes to the topic of the girls' meeting, of course that's it!"

When I heard someone ask about the subject, Queen Mary's eyes lit up: "Love topic!" Between girls, we have to talk about this! ”

"Poof......

Mordred didn't hold back, and the fine crumbs of biscuits chewed in his mouth sprayed all over the ground, Dieng frowned, and said unhappily: "Pay attention, how dirty." This is in front of the Queen! ”

"Well, it's okay Ladion! Now here I am a servant, not a queen. ”

Queen Mary's round was not appreciated by Mordred at all, and she glared at Queen Mary fiercely with a "Are you idiot" expression on her face.

"What's there to talk about about that kind of thing!"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes! There's nothing to talk about at all! Ah,It has nothing to do with being unpopular.,The body of the servant.,It doesn't matter if you're in love or something! ”

The one who panicked together was actually the Holy Maiden Marda!

That's why Joan of Arc is here—it's because she heard that Marda was here too.

She had been listening silently, and suddenly panicked......

This appearance of wanting to cover up made Joan of Arc stunned......

(No, Mistress Marda............ ）

Her stunned expression was unmistakable.

"Wow ha, whatever it is, it's fine! All good! ”

Suddenly such a sentence came out of nowhere, and it was Miss Ushiwamaru who was dressed very coolly.

For some reason, her face turned red and she slammed the cup in her hand on the table, looking like she was drunk from an overdose......

Wait a minute? This time, I didn't arrange any drinks, did you? The only drinks are black tea and honey water? This is also why Miss Jing Ke did not come, this heroic Chinese assassin, saying that there is no wine and no banquet, and he does not throw the face of this women's meeting at all.

How, Can you get drunk by drinking honey water?

In Joan of Arc's stunned gaze, Niu Wakamaru stood up crookedly, slapped the table with both hands, and shouted, "My brother!" It's the best!! ”

"Oops! A sudden confession of love!! Ahh

Queen Mary screamed with excitement, and finally opened the door of the women's club completely.