Chapter 376: The Spirits and The Festival
"Wow~ This seems so fun~!" Lilith’s voice floated in the air, her dark eyes wide with excitement as she looked over the bustling festival. Her pink hair shimmered in the sunlight, and her festival robes—an elaborate gown of soft pinks and deep violets—flowed elegantly as she moved.
Next to her, Griselda stretched her arms, her white hair flickering as if lightning was coursing through it. Her silver robe, adorned with golden lightning motifs, shimmered with each of her movements. "I have to admit, it looks a lot more lively than anything I’ve seen in ages. I guess this is what happens when humans don’t have wars every other day." She gave Lyan a teasing glance, her lips curling into a grin. "Too bad we only have three hours, huh, Master?"
Lyan sighed, rubbing his temple as he adjusted the sash of his robe—a simple black festival attire that allowed him to blend in with the crowd. He shot Griselda a look before turning his attention back to the other spirits. "Three hours is more than enough. Besides, you girls have been lounging around in the grimoire, causing chaos for me,"
Cynthia, her light-blonde hair catching the sun, turned to him, her saintly white robes accentuated by golden embroidery that glowed in the evening light. She gave him a mischievous smile, the edges of her lips quirking up. "Oh, you mean the instant noodles?" She leaned closer to Lyan, her voice teasing. "We had to eat something, you know. And they were quite tasty, weren’t they, Griselda?"
Griselda laughed, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "I think we finished about a quarter of all those noodle varieties. But you really can’t complain when it’s so easy to make. And it’s your fault in the first place for not giving us food anymore for quite a while,"
Lyan sighed again, his gaze shifting to Arturia, who was trying her best to keep everyone in line. Her golden robes, adorned with knightly insignias, fluttered as she placed her hands on her hips. "I still think you should be tidier, Griselda. We can’t keep making Lyan’s apartment a mess every time we visit."
Arturia then turned to Lyan, her cheeks slightly flushed.
"Besides, I’ve been making sure all the clothes are washed and dried properly! The washing machine is... it’s really amazing, you know?" She tried to maintain her knightly demeanor, though her fascination with mundane household chores was clearly evident.
"Yeah, yeah. I’ll take that as a thank you for not touching anything else besides the noodles," Lyan muttered, a faint smile on his lips despite the slight annoyance in his tone.
Azelia, ever the childlike one, was already skipping ahead, her dark green robe with floral patterns swirling around her small frame. "Enough talking! There’s so much to do! Look, there’s a game over there!" She pointed to a booth where children were tossing rings at bottles. Her eyes lit up, and without waiting, she darted towards it, her laughter trailing behind her.
"Come on, let’s get moving!" Hestia chimed in, her fiery red curls bouncing with each step. Her red and gold robes practically screamed of her elemental affinity. She gave Lyan a quick wink before grabbing Sylphia’s hand, pulling the timid wind spirit along. Sylphia’s green robes, decorated with delicate leaf patterns, fluttered as she stumbled forward, her eyes wide.