Chapter 33: Thirtieth Section: The First Night of Harvest Festival (Part Five)
"Miss had a really good time today."
The Head Maid, carrying the herbal tea behind Faye, seemed to have noticed the smile on her own face. Faye didn't need to avoid the subject. Lena was her mother's closest sister, though one was a lady and the other a Head Maid, their relationship was more like that of sisters, which is why Faye turned her head and smiled, "Yes, very much so."
"You specifically brought back Master Malin and Miss Maya. Speaking of which, your mother has said that this estate does not allow any men to enter. You have already broken the rule twice today."
"Malin is just a ten-year-old child, I don't remember my mother saying that children are not allowed in." Faye caught at a not-so-much loophole; as her mother's eldest daughter, she never felt that her mother would be too harsh about this matter.
Malin was so outstanding, and outstanding in a way that not many knew. Perhaps the adults of the Logan family might recognize the effects of the Spell Formations that Malin wielded quietly or notice his amazing talents, but... as the mistress of the house, she had already sworn an oath of ownership beside Malin that day. Any fool daring to cut the line without her consent would only face her merciless retribution.
Maya was a unifying target. This silly Panseh Cat Girl may not seem talented for now, but Faye thought that according to the theory of Transcendents gathering, young Transcendents would always attract each other and come together.
This was a congregation transcending race and class.
Although this was just a theory of Faye's mother, Faye had already felt it very clearly today—those who had come over wanting to get to know Malin were all outstanding Apprentices. The slackers would consciously keep their distance from Malin. Only those people, those who wanted to become Apprentices and advance further, were interested in knowing Malin, in hopes of reaping the benefits of this friendship someday.
No matter how much weight this friendship had, this was the rationale written in her mother's books.
Birds of a feather flock together.
"Anyway, if lady asks me, I would tell the truth," said Faye's Head Maid with a smile.