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So for them to have enough to pay for foods was an ordeal in itself.

“Between death penalty and the Masters, best to have them eat; therefore, we should get an abundance of inexpensive ingredients that we can.”

“But we only have 17 Saras, meaning we’re leaving a lot of people out to dry.”

“There maybe a way. Have the Pollock prices been dropping?”

“Hm? Their prices have dropped drastically from the original.”

“Get 2000(amount) worth. I’ll make Zara Soup with the Pollocks.”

“Wouldn’t their tastes be different?”

“Get as much spices, flavoring, and food coloring you can afford.”

Pretentious Zara Soup!

And its main ingredient was Pollack. Mapan’s eyes spun greatly, as his conscience suffered a damaging blow.

“I thought I’m not buying?” (spec *im not involve in this*)

Weed replied to dispel Mapan’s concern.

“There’s no such thing as an unfill part in a taiyaki.” (spec *the moment we started talking about this, we were in cahoots.*)

“……”

The feast was finished, and the energy level of the party grew, primary due to the increased strength and vitality of Weed’s cuisine; and the effects were heightened thanks to his advance stages in Dexterity. One can cook the foods from the recipes earned, but there wouldn’t be a homemade feel to them. Crafting foods with any kind of tools wouldn’t be a match to the base of every tool, the hands. Weeds made every part of the feast with his hands, down to the ingredients; and it was completely worth it from his party’s perspective.

Irene came.

“I enjoyed Weed-nim’s foods. But to make everything with your bare hands, is it a bother?”

“Doing so will make it more delicious.”

Irene agreed. Weed even mixed the seasoning by hands. And it seems by doing so, the effects were even more spectacular.

Irene sheepishly said.

“But when was the last time you’ve washed your hands?”

Of course, the question was a joke, but Weed offered a serious answer.

“A month ago; or it could have been two. Well, I don’t really recall….”

“……”

Irene, speechless, began shedding tears.

“Kkeoeoeok!”

“Zara Soup was delicious. Just as I had it before.”

“I want to eat this again some other time.”

“Now for the adventure.”

The innocent Geomchi rejoiced, while Mapan and Irene had a quiet conversation on the side.

“Mapan-nim, what other ingredients were made with the Zaras?”

“Well…actually, I traded in a lot of stuff we’ve collected and was still short.”

“We did give you our money.”

Pale interjected. He, along with Irene and Surka, handed Mapan their collected golds.

“In Weed-nim’s opinion regarding the products, he said to buy lots and turn them later for profits.”

“So you mean all of the money was used to get the ingredients? That’s too much for ingredients.”

“Yeah, they were cheap, but…”

“Where’d you get them?”

“In an alley.”

“An alley?”

Mapan paused for a moment, coming out of his hesitation, he said.

“It’s easier to believe they came from China…”

“Ahheuk!”

Irene flooded with tears.

Though the appearance of the dish seems appetizing, but knowing the actual ingredients may put you off the foods for good. The materials they’ve obtained were nearing their expiration date! They basically got anything of grade 3 or grade 4 qualities at an extremely cheap price and threw them onto the wagon.

Nevertheless, the Saras amongst all other craps mixed in the dish left a desirable aftertaste, as if to wash the junks away.

“Finally after the meal, the adventure begins.”

Weed got everybody to gather in one place.

Seureureung.

Sounded as Geomchi409 drew his sword.

“Keuheuheu! Finally its time.”

Geomchi15 gave a boisterous laugh.

“Dirty vamps, ima cut you up.”

Geomchis eyes all changed. Wielded their blades nonchalantly, with absolutely no sign of jitters; their mindset have been switched on to respond to any situations.

High Fighting spirits!

No longer were they scared of stronger enemies. If one had come, they’d be honor to rush into the battle head on; such were they ways sword wielding Geomchis.

Zephyr silently nodded.

‘Weed did well putting his faith in these people.’

It was extremely dangerous in the Kingdom of Vampires; since this was a first for anybody, anything could happen will happen.

One major obstacle in this land!

They did not have prior information regarding this land; hence they’ll have to solve everything without a helping hand. Forced to walk through this on their own, and there was no other choice; though they’ve been through this before in the Versailles Continent, where they had to adapt through trials and errors in order to grow. But a death in the Kingdom of Vampires meant an expulsion from this place. Commit no mistake, be highly alert, face all the risks, and need to cope in adversities.

Such were the policies the Geomchi lived by; they’ve been through many hardships and had hands-on experiences regarding situations like these. Rushes-in-head-first experts.

As if they’ve sensed the risks, the mood suddenly changed. From one member to the next, their aura amplified one another.

Land of the unknown.

Geomchis showed absolutely no fear!

Pale smiled.

“I’m also ready!”

Surka, too, clenched her fists.

“Lets get to it? I’m ready!”

Definitely a dangerous place; but having comrades to face the risks with will give one the confidence to get through! Similar to the adventure in Levias, they had absolute faith in each other.

Weed came toward Geomchi and said.

“We are probably in the land of vampires; since I do not know of what will happen, I hope master will take the reign and lead the group.”

Geomchi gently shook his head.

“I don’t know much about this place, so I will not understand the mobs’ characteristics. So I believe it’s best for you to lead. You have various production skills that are absolutely necessary, so you stay back and conduct our movements.”

“But I don’t want to risk you all to suffer the death pentalty…”

“No, it’s not for you to take the blame. It’s best to put those who knows even a little more than others to keep the most of us alive.”

Geomchi2 also lent a hand.

“It’s best if you take the command. Better you than any of us.”

Weed’s eyes went toward Geomchi3, Geomchi4, and Geomchi5.

“Are you guys willing as the Master, teachers?”

“Am.”

“Up to you.”

Geomchi5 gave a pat on Weed’s shoulder along with words of encouragement.

“We’re only here because we were invited by you. Don’t be drag down by the heavy burden on your own, ease your mind, child.”

Sincere encouragement in the face of the death penalty.

Weed examined Geomchi6 to Geomchi505 faces. All of the apprentices’ stern faces gave a slight smile and nodded. Rather than greed for power, they devoted absolute loyalty toward the masters.

In Surka, Irene, and Romuna’s viewpoint, this was a great scene showing the passion of men’s heart.

“So cool.”

“I’ve grown fonder with them.”

“Having Geomchis-nim with us is really nice company.”

Though Seechwi viewed them from a different perspective.

‘Well, to get the five teachers to agree in exchange of delicious foods, then knowing the practitioners will follow the masters; not everyone is as creative as Weed.’

The other Geomchis had something quite different. Weed is one thing, but they were completely fearful of the teachers. During training they were forced to push past the human limitations every time, always near the brink of death everyday. If they had said anything, they feared they might suffer a quick and sudden death.