As evening approached, the sun was about to set, the warst rays of the sunset glow drawing ever closer to the horizon. Before long, the sunlight would vanish, and night would follow.
Kiana Kaslana, dressed in a beautiful new outfit and hugging a large bag of snacks, walked along the small path leading to the apartnt where Raiden i lived.
Her mood was excellent.
Just today, she had successfully acknowledged her maternal aunt.
The process had been a bit convoluted—for instance, she had accidentally hugged the wrong person and listened for quite a while to a slightly terrifying intelligence analysis—but the final result was still very gratifying.
She now had relatives other than her old dad, had t the very kind Aunt Hiko, and learned that the Herrscher of Erosion, deed so dangerous in the intelligence report, wouldn't suddenly explode and cause a disaster.
She had spent the entire afternoon with her aunt, eating their way through Nagazora City's food street, leaving behind the legend of a glutton.
Except for not getting any news about her old dad, today was simply too wonderful.
But that didn't matter. That guy with the super strong "mystic fraud" vibe obviously knew her old dad's situation, and he had promised to tell her about him.
Finding her old dad was no longer a problem.
The more important thing now was to captivate i.
Miss Kiana, extrely confident in her appearance, giggled to herself with a "hehehe," looking just like a super pervert.
After a big feast, Aunt Hiko had taken her to a clothing store and picked out several new outfits for her.
Honestly, she herself had never imagined she would look so good after changing clothes.
Carrying large boxes of delicious food, the girl, preparing to share with i, rarely paid attention to her own image. She picked up a small mirror and looked at herself.
Perfect!
Looking at the beautiful girl in the mirror who even made her own heart flutter a little, Kiana couldn't restrain the smile at the corners of her mouth.
Her current self could definitely charm i, right?
Thinking this, Kiana strode purposefully towards the apartnt Miss i rented, like a charging soldier.
anwhile, at Kiana's destination, Raiden i, ntally exhausted from the major surgery, had recovered so of her energy and walked out of her room.
I've temporarily escaped the possibility of becoming a Herrscher, right?
The charming girl, who had seen a gem being taken from her body, thought.
Recalling the scene at that ti, Raiden i still felt a lingering fear.
A gem capable of transforming humans into Apostles of God had actually been inside her body all along.
If Li Zihan hadn't suddenly appeared and stopped the plan of the woman nad Cocolia, she would have already beco the vessel for the Herrscher of Thunder.
The re thought of her body being occupied by another soul and used to harm others made Raiden i feel a chill.
Zihan really helped out a lot.
Raiden i, feeling that she actually owed a lot of favors, thought. Then she looked around to see where he was.
She entered the living room and then took a few steps towards the side.
Before long, the sounds of frying and stir-frying reached her ears from the direction of the kitchen. The rich aroma of food was still tempting even from a distance.
Is he cooking?
The girl, who preferred taking care of others rather than being taken care of, looked slightly uncomfortable.
She had invited her good friend over as a guest, but she ended up collapsing first, and then had to have soone else cook for her...
Honestly, Miss i felt this was a bit embarrassing.
Still, this aroma is quite fragrant.
Probably because she was hungry, Miss i found the fresh aroma of food in the air very tempting.
So, what is Zihan making?
Raiden i's small nose twitched slightly as she tried to discern the slls in the air.
The sll of butter-fried eggs was very rich, then there was the sll of fried bacon, and also the sll of oatal.
Is he making a Great Ying breakfast?
Raiden i thought.
Which country in the world has the most delicious food is still a highly controversial issue.
Huaxia, with its long culinary tradition; Fabaisi, with high-quality ingredients everywhere; Turkey, supposedly super good at making so mushy stuff—all are strong contenders for the title of the culinary world's heavyweight.
Without a doubt, these three countries are undisputed paradises for gourts.
However, since there is heaven, there is naturally hell.
The country that can be called a gourt's hell is Great Ying.
There are only two ways to prepare British food: put it in the oven to roast, or put it in a pot to boil.
No seasonings are added during cooking; when eating, salt, pepper, mustard, or spicy soy sauce are added according to personal preference.
It's said to respect individual preferences, but it unavoidably carries the suspicion of cutting corners. Such frustratingly bad cooking thods have led the people of Great Ying to generally admit that their country and delicious food are fated to be strangers.
If one had to point out sothing praiseworthy about Great Ying's food, it would be the English breakfast.
That is the last stand of Great Ying's culinary world. If there weren't signs offering all-day English breakfast, all traditional Great Ying restaurants would go out of business.
Miss i, slightly curious if she had guessed correctly, took small, mincing steps and walked towards the kitchen as lightly and quietly as a cat.
She stood at the kitchen doorway and soon saw her good friend placing portions of food one after another onto a large tray.
"Yo, you're awake."
Seemingly noticing Miss i's gaze, Li Zihan turned around and greeted the girl whose complexion had improved a lot.
"Sorry, I was the one who invited you over." Raiden i looked at the young man who had already prepared the dishes, her expression a little ashad.
"Nothing to apologize for," Li Zihan smiled and said nonchalantly. "If you feel you owe anything, just make it up to with a al later."
"Mm. Once my cooking skills improve, I'll naturally invite you." The charming girl, who had seriously considered improving her cooking skills, helped Li Zihan carry the food from the stove that hadn't been moved yet, saying very seriously.
Li Zihan didn't stop her. The two of them carried the dinner to the dining table and sat down.
"By the way," Li Zihan began, not long after they sat down, addressing the girl before him, "there's sothing I don't know if I should tell you."
"If there's sothing you want to say, just say it." Raiden i looked at the young man in front of her who seed a little troubled, and smiled faintly, her smile gentle and graceful.
Miss i, who was quite aloof and cold in the eyes of outsiders, was unbelievably gentle when facing people she trusted.
"We're friends, aren't we?"
"Um... let show you sothing first."
Li Zihan sighed and held out his hand, in which a long sword had appeared at so unknown ti.
Raiden i looked over and carefully examined the long sword held by Li Zihan.
It was an exceptionally magnificent long sword. The hilt and scabbard were both a splendid deep purple, and the slightly exposed part of the blade showed a sowhat transparent ice-blue.
"This is?"
The girl, who had no idea what it was, reached out her hand curiously, touched the scabbard, and then asked the young man before her.
Under Miss i's gaze, very concise words ca from Li Zihan's mouth.
"Your dowry."
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