The Author's POV

Chapter 695

"Are you fine with going with me? Is your father okay with it?"

"There should be no problem..."

Amanda delicately carried the dishes over to the expansive table, which was elegantly adorned with a nice cloth that featured a floral pattern in shades of purple.

"Going where?"

Speak of the devil.

Edward appeared out of nowhere behind the two of us like a hawk before we could even finish setting the table with the dishes.

Amanda calmly looked at him.

"We're going on a short trip."

"Where exactly?"

"I'm not sure myself."

Amanda shrugged, and Edward looked at me.

I looked back at him and also shrugged.

"Don't look at me. My lips are sealed."

"...Is it dangerous?"

"Very."

I seriously nodded my head, and Edward's face slowly darkened.

Taking note of his darkening face, I quickly added.

"If you're worried about her safety, you shouldn't be. I'm also going with her. With me there, nothing's going to happen to her."

"...That makes me even more worried."

Edward commented, prompting my brows to furrow.

"I'm stronger than you."

"Are you now?"

Edward moved forward, crackling his fist in front of me.

Not wanting to be outdone, I also took a step forward. Natasha, however, intervened between the two of us and smiled at Edward before I had the chance to take any action.

"Now, now...how about you stop causing trouble. The whole reason we're having this dinner is because they'll be leaving soon. Let's be honest now; staying in the human domain is not really that safe either."

"But I'm here. I can protect―"

Edward grumbled, but he cut himself off in the middle of his sentence. After observing that Natasha's face was becoming darker, he decided to keep his mouth shut and take a seat.

The top executives of the Demon Hunter guild had their own opulent apartment built within the territory of the guild, which we were currently occupying.

Edward did not decide to live in the mercenary headquarters as my parents did, as he was capable of providing for his own safety and because he was responsible for running a guild.

"Stop fighting, you two; the food is ready."

My mother emerged from the kitchen carrying what appeared to be a large hot tray that held a large chicken. On the tray was also something that looked like a large knife.

"We're here to see Amanda and Ren off before they leave; let's not sour the mood."

She was very careful as she placed the chicken on the table and patted her hands on the apron that she was wearing.

"Are you fine with them leaving for so long?"

Edward asked, seated opposite my mother.

"I am certainly not happy, but it's not like I can stop him. For as long as he tells me that he's leaving, then I'm mostly fine with it."

"Well...fine."

Edward sat back in his chair and relaxed while pouring a glass of wine for himself.

After he had finished filling his cup, he looked over at my father, who had sneakily taken a seat at the table next to my mother, and he extended the wine glass to him.

"Do you want some?"

"No, thank you."

refused with a smile on his

could insist, I

"He can't take alcohol."

"Huh?"

he pointed at the

I'm sure he won't get drunk

"You'll be surprised..."

no attention to the change

get drunk off of beer. It

"Ren."

that I heard my father's

looking at him, I picked up my fork and leaned toward

time, I tried to change

'I spoke too much.'

looks

Slap―!

"Ow."

to getting to the chicken when someone smacked

out that my own mother was to blame, and she gave me a

to go ahead and eat first? Wait for everyone to sit down

"But―"

rude. Now that we're at it, you'll be the

"Pfttt..."

heard a laugh coming from my right side, my face

her face as she sat quietly with her posture correct and her eyes focused

was clearly feigning

it was funny, didn't

leaning closer to her. My

"No."

looked back at me,

My eyes furrowed tightly.

be able to

no idea what you're talking

and my

"I see... I see..."

and took

Pretend that you don't know. I'll

let something like

I needed to pay her back for. Well, that was mainly

sit next to your

she arrived, was the last person to

full-fledged addict. It seemed

couldn't really

she did not have any friends with whom she could

from her had I been in her

any case, she was apparently raising a 'pet', and she needed

"Noooo, ma! noo!"

object when our mother

I'll give the

I didn't

"Hm?"

Nola. What

to eat since I would

edges of

'How sweet of her.'

can feed him

"No, bu―"

"No buts!"

for the worse, and she stomped her way

this

scene that occurred a couple of minutes ago with the

probably overthinking

a large pouty face, Nola fiddled with the utensils in

'Cute.'

appearance was

body over to

feeding me. There will definitely be food for

patted her gently on the head, only to

her arms

wants to feed

Didn't you just

"No?"

at

at her,

remember you saying that you wanted to feed

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