After a moment, Lin Mu realized nobody else around him reacted at all to the Saintess' presence.
'Of course.'
No one besides him could see her.
To everyone else, it probably looked like Lin Mu was casually pouring wine into empty air while talking to himself.
Compared to everything else they had learned recently, that was likely the least strange thing happening tonight.
The Saintess looked exactly as serene as ever.
"Happy birthday," she said simply.
Lin Mu smiled warmly.
"Thank you, Saintess."
He immediately poured another cup before offering it naturally toward her.
"Please have some wine," he said. "The dwarven liquor is genuinely excellent."
"Sure," she replied casually before accepting the cup.
To any outsider, the sight would have appeared extremely bizarre.
A cup floated slightly into empty air before its contents slowly vanished.
Yet nearby dwarves merely glanced over once before continuing their own drinking.
One even nodded approvingly.
