"A hollow banquet." Lynch said to Zilvra, who was by his side: "As expected, I still can't persist in staying here. This kind of thing is really making me dizzy."
Zilvra silently revealed a faint smile: "Who asked you to agree to come here at the time? Even if it's just going through the motions, don't choose a place you dislike." She patted a bit of dust off the mage robe: "Even if you want to help your friends, what you're doing now is enough. You're living for yourself, I've understood this for a long time, now it's my turn to persuade you."
"So you've decided not to live under the protection of the Spider Goddess, preferring to be exposed under the sunlight." Lynch looked at Zilvra: "Actually, I'm not sure if the surface life suits you. But there's one thing to remember, don't say you're a Dark Elf."