Come in. Your brother is waiting for you.

"Yes."

The new Randalls, as they are now called, are the successors of the baronet's family founded by Elsa's brother Moritz.

All the servants know this, so they remain respectful.

"Please come in, Miss Meane."

"Yes, yes."

They were also informed that Meene, who had once been a fellow servant, was in fact Erza's biological mother.

In other words, Meene was Erza's biological mother who had rebuilt the once defunct Randall family.

Please don't be so formal. She's your mother now, isn't she?

No one seemed to be jealous of this fact.

However, Meine was not accustomed to being served by her former colleague and she was not happy about it.

"Edgar, is it?　Come this way, please."

"Yes, thank you."

It seemed that they had been informed about Edgar, the automata created by Elsa, in advance, and they accepted him naturally.

These were all arranged by Reinhardt.

Erza, Meine, and Edgar were led by Cedric, the family's representative, through the front door of the Randall house.

"First of all, the Grand Master and the Grand Mistress are waiting for you.

"And my brother?"

"Yes, sir,...... Mr. Moritz is still preparing for the arrival of the messenger from Leuthert today."

"Yes."

She was curious as to what the messenger was, but it seemed strange to ask at this point, so Elsa decided to first meet Cedric's <......, that is, her own father Georg and her stepmother Marlene.

"Come in."

The door to the room was already open and Marlene was standing at the entrance.

"Welcome, Elsa. Welcome, Miss Meane."

"Mother, I'm home."

"Hello, ma'am, it's been a long time."

Marlene smiled at Meine,

"You're not a servant anymore, Mme. Meine, you should be more at ease."

She said kindly. Meane replied with a slight smile.

Yes, thank you. ...... because this is my land. ......"

Erza stepped into the room, looking sideways at the two <>s as they exchanged such pleasantries.

"Hello, Elsa..."

"Father, I'm home."

Father Georg looked much better. But his slurred speech has not been cured.

(I guess he has brain damage ......?)

Unfortunately, even Elsa's healing magic is not a panacea.

Unfortunately, even Elsa's healing magic is not a panacea; she could not regenerate the brain cells that had been damaged.

Even so, Georg's father's face was calm,

"How is your life going?

I could tell that he was doing much better.

"Yes, I'm happy every day."

"Yes, you are. That's good to hear."

For the next few moments, Elsa and her father Georg exchanged idle words.

Their mother seemed to be out of the room, and the soft autumn sun shone through the window, making for a peaceful moment.

"Honey, it's time to eat".

Around 11:30 a.m., Marlene herself arrived pushing a wagon with our lunch.

"Mother..."

"It seems we had a nice talk. Go on, Mrs. Meine is in the dining room.

Marlene tells Elsa in a whisper Georg can't hear.

"Leigh..."

"Yes, dear."

Georg looks at Marlene and breaks into a smile. Her face seems to be completely numb.

Elsa leaves Marlene in charge and goes to the dining room.

"Mother!"

Elsa went to the dining room and found Meane sitting there.

I thought she was helping me prepare lunch," she said,

"That's what I thought, but she won't let me help her.

"I'm a customer."

The chef's voice came from the kitchen.

"You see?"

Erza giggles and sits down next to Meane.

"...... how was it?"

Erza quickly realizes that by "how was it" she means Georg.

"Yeah, it seems pretty good."

"Yeah."

For Meane, this reaction is not surprising, since she does not have a very good impression of Georg.

"Erza, I'm sorry."

Then a voice called out to her. It was Moritz, Elsa's older brother and the head of the Randall barony.

"Oh, my brother. Are you finished with your work?

"Yes, I'm done. I mean, it's time for lunch.

Yes, that's right.

Mr. Moritz, it's been a while.

Oh, Meine. You're looking well, Mr. Meine.

Thank you, sir.

You're a hard man. You're not my maid of honor anymore.

Yes, thank you. The First Mistress told me so, but it's a habit that's been ingrained in me over the years. ......"

Meine, who used to be a lady-in-waiting, is now the mother of Erza and the object of Moritz's respect, but she is still not used to it.

It was the first time for her to be seated at the same table with Moritz, the head of the family.

"Well, it can't be helped. Please get used to it little by little.

Then the meal arrives.

White rice porridge, miso soup, a small steak, and vegetable salad.

"Lately I've been eating this for lunch," Moritz says.

Moritz says.

"Somehow it suits my palate. This also suits my palate.

Jin has been giving them a lot of guidance on pronunciation, and it seems that voices like < or are becoming less and less common in the Shoro Kingdom.

"Yes, it's delicious."

Moritz eats a bowl of porridge and then a bowl of soup, in that order.

（Erza felt that the soup was a little too soupy.)

Erza felt that the soup was a little too soupy, but she kept her mouth shut.

Still, the soup was at a level where she could say that it was < enough. It is just that Horai Island is special.

There is no chattering, but light conversation at the Randall family table.

"Brother, I heard that a messenger from Loisart is coming.

"Oh, yes. I received word by pigeon mail that they will arrive in the afternoon.

The pigeon messenger is basically organized by the lord or his direct subordinate.

Here in the town of Eksi, the Randalls, the lords, have a pigeon house and are in charge of the communication with the capital, Leuthart.

"What's the trouble?"

Elsa asked when she saw that her brother did not look well,

"Apparently so," Moritz answered.

Moritz answered, "Apparently so.