Evening, Ailola Moon God Manor.
The manor's host, Glendale Member of Parliament, was entertaining the upper echelons of half-elf society, with all the attendees being prominent figures.
Of course, if any human noble were here, they would probably scoff at the quality of this banquet. While the half-elf species was no less proficient in art and conversation than humans, their taste for material pleasures was truly lamentable.
After all, the upper class of this race still maintained a mysterious tradition of vegetarianism. A table without any meat or greasy dishes, relying solely on vegetables and fruits, was scarcely considered exquisite or abundant.
"However, this truly is the style of elves," Nora, who was mingling in the crowd, reflected.
