Chapitre 227: Fever

"I see, I see, so then what happened next?" Solomon asked with a slight laugh, his legs crossed over each other while he was sitting on his chair in a relaxed manner, while Eiro just continued with a broad smile on his face, "Arc grabbed the rabbit meat from his plate and then threw it toward Jura with full force, before-"

"...What are you talking about..?" The young man in question asked with a wry smile as he just stepped into the hidden library through the open entrance. With a slight smirk, Solomon turned his head toward Arc, "Oh, your father was just telling me the 'Flying Rabbits' story."

"..." With a wry smile, seemingly actually feeling a slight bit embarrassed from this for at least a short moment, Arc turned his head away, "S-Seriously? Do you need to tell the literal king of this country that old story..?"