After Ryven accepted the mission, he returned to the house. The moment he stepped through the door, a delicious aroma immediately greeted him.
It was the scent of a meat getting grilled.
Curious, he turned toward the kitchen. As expected, it was Samminah cooking. She calmly tossed the pan with ease.
"You can actually cook? And is that eggs?"
"Where the hell did you even get those ingredients?"
Glancing at the table, Ryven saw several well-prepared dishes already laid out.
There was a simple omelette, a perfectly medium-rare steak, and various side dishes whose aroma alone was enough to make anyone drool.
Looking back at Samminah, Ryven couldn't help but see her in a new light.
She answered his questions without taking her eyes off the pan.
"I used most of my merit points for this. It's not like there's anything I really want to buy, nor do I feel like saving for a treasure weapon."
She paused briefly before continuing.
