In the world of Moe King, I became the ruler of ice.

At the birthday dinner,

Everywhere was decorated with gorgeous magical ornaments, the food prepared was exceptionally abundant, and there were even pastries made by world-renowned chefs.

Eileen wore a beautiful dress today, and stood quietly and politely among a group of nobles, like a beautiful flower about to bloom. However, her forced expression showed that she was not very comfortable with this scene.

"Oh, our little Princess Ailian looks so beautiful today." The bald nobleman, with his large pregnant belly, stepped forward with a smile and praised her.

"Uncle Soger, you're too kind," Ellen replied with elegant courtesy upon seeing him. This man was the kingdom's treasurer and a good friend of her father, so she gave him a junior's smile.

"Your father is really something, he doesn't even come back for his daughter's birthday." Sogel couldn't help but complain to his old friend in his heart when he saw how well-behaved Ailian was.

A hint of disappointment flashed across Ailian's face. She had come back to see her father, but she had received news that he was visiting a foreign country.

"Uncle Soger, please don't talk about Father like that. He is the Minister of War and should prioritize national affairs." Ailian was very obedient at this moment, just like a considerate daughter who was thinking about her father.

Seeing how sensible Ailian was, Soger couldn't help but sigh that his old friend had a good daughter.

After seeing Soger leave, Ailian's obedient expression vanished, replaced by a blank face and her teeth grinding together. In her mind, she was already ranting and raving.

(Damn old man, I even made a special trip back for my birthday, but he probably forgot it and will never come back. I don't have a dad anymore.....（▼へ▼メ）)

One nobleman after another surrounded her, keeping Eileen busy and dizzy. She actually disliked this kind of etiquette, otherwise she wouldn't often run away yearning for the free life of an adventurer.

Gransta leaned against a corner, sipping a glass of red wine and occasionally observing the nobles, most of whom had elven features.

Seeing Ailian's helpless appearance made him want to laugh; even this wild young lady had a day when she had to pretend to be well-behaved.

What are you laughing at?

Suddenly, a light and melodious voice rang out.

Gransta almost dropped his wine glass; the sound was so sudden that he hadn't even noticed anyone approaching.

He turned his head and saw a huge cake that was almost touching his face, and behind the cake was a stunningly beautiful elven woman with silver hair looking at him with a puzzled expression.

Her eyes held a scrutinizing quality, and her slender, graceful figure was almost a head shorter than Gransta's. Even as she looked up at Gransta, her gaze was like that of a queen staring at a prisoner.

"Um, excuse me, could you please move the cake aside for a moment..." Gransta looked at the silver-haired woman who had suddenly appeared, and couldn't help but twitch his lips. The cake in her hand was just too big.

"Oh." The silver-haired elf woman turned around, leaning against Gransta and following his gaze. A smile played on her lips. "How is it? Isn't our little princess beautiful?"

Gransta gave a soft "hmm" and then calmly sipped his red wine, his eyes lowered, without paying any further attention.

He sensed that this silver-haired elf was no ordinary person; there was a subtle sense of danger about her, especially since it seemed that no one noticed the silver-haired elf carrying the cake when people passed by in front of them.

"Your Majesty, why didn't you warn me about this woman's approach?"

"The opponent must have used a special skill to obscure their senses, and we've detected that they've been constantly using deception-type skills. Lord Gransta, you need to be careful... It's very likely..."

"A deception-type skill?" Gransta's eyes flickered; he wouldn't have noticed it if the Overlord hadn't reminded him.

The silver-haired elven woman frowned, looking at the masked man before her. He seemed suspicious no matter how she looked at him.

"I heard you saved that girl, Ailian. I really want to thank you, otherwise I wouldn't know how to explain it to her father." The silver-haired elven woman kept scooping cake with a spoon in one hand while speaking.

"That was just a coincidence," Gransta said without any change in his tone.

"Is it really a coincidence? I heard that a 'Frost Demon King' has recently appeared in the Dwarf Kingdom." The silver-haired elf woman suddenly stopped eating, paused, and continued, "Coincidentally, I received more accurate information that the Frost Demon King is accompanied by an Ice Knight."

"Isn't this a coincidence, Mr. 'Ice's Lament'?" The silver-haired elf woman's lips curled up, as if she wanted to know how the other party would explain this.

Gulansta was on guard. Sure enough, the other party was coming for him. However, he was not flustered at all. The other party was just guessing and had no evidence whatsoever.

Seeing Gransta remain silent, the silver-haired elf woman assumed her skill had taken effect and that the other party was beginning to acknowledge his identity.

But the result was that...

"Haha, Miss Elf, you're joking. I'm just a bard. How could I possibly be associated with the Ice Demon King that's been all over the place lately?" Gransta's tone sounded extremely surprised. Since most of his face was covered by a mask, the elven woman couldn't guess his true thoughts.

The silver-haired elven woman frowned; this shouldn't be happening.

Could it be that the induction skill failed? I still can't figure out this guy's true identity.

Gransta downed his glass of red wine in one gulp, then turned to gaze into the eyes of the stunning silver-haired elf, half-jokingly saying, "I understand. People are suspicious because I wear a mask, but it's just a personal habit. I also wish I were that powerful Ice Demon King... but unfortunately..."

(That's me.) — My honest opinion.

He pretended to be disappointed and started to leave, but after taking only a few steps, he suddenly turned back and kindly reminded him.

"Girls should eat less dessert, or they'll get fat and no one will want them later."

Gransta even pointed to the large cake in the silver-haired elf woman's hand, as if she had brought the whole cake over.

Then I went to the wine area to pour some red wine. The quality of the red wine here is quite good, and now that I have a physical store, I enjoy life even more.

The silver-haired elf woman was left standing there in a daze, watching Gransta's departing figure. Suddenly realizing what was happening, she clenched the fork in her hand, twisting it into a distorted shape.

"I..." She wanted to say something but found herself unable to utter a single word. Then, looking at the large cake in her hand, she suddenly realized it didn't taste so good anymore.

Considering her current age...

"This is absolutely outrageous..."

The silver-haired elf woman gritted her teeth, got up, and followed.

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P.S.: (Um, I suddenly had an idea.)