——"May the will of the Mother Goddess be done on earth, just as it is in heaven."
Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our debts, as we also have forgiven our debtors.
Amidst a chorus of sincere wishes, the Lord's Prayer ended, and the Elves and humans seated around the dinner table picked up their knives and forks.
To entertain the guests, the Scholl family had prepared an extremely lavish lunch—it included Gilmania sausages, steak, a stew of mixed veal, fruit pies, and bottles of aged red wine were brought out.
The dining atmosphere at the Scholl home was quite relaxed. The Elves' typical obsession with authority and order, as well as the patriarchal style based on strict social hierarchies and obligations, were nowhere to be found in this household.
Peaceful, serene, and warm—the air was almost idyllic within this middle-class home.
(That's why they oppose war.)
Hedrich concentrated on cutting his steak, and a disdainful thought crossed his mind.
