The fire was dancing. The occasional cracking sounds from the charcoal burning had also dimmed down, as did its flame.
Between the light and the shadows, Romaine sat by the fire, her face red from the heat.
For a while now, she had been excitedly watching as the sparks float up to the ceiling along with the hot air, the sparkling beads dancing up and down as if in excitement.
It had been an hour since the collapse of the tunnels, and it took the Wizards at least half of that time to make an air channel, allowing her to lit a fire. She sat beside the fire and pierced the Moss with metal skewers. Who knows why she brought such utensils, from flints to a sewing kit. But Brendel knew from the beginning that the tiny leather bag could contain high volumes of stuff, including those that allowed her to sizzle the Moss to such a tasty looking degree.
The skewered moss was used to make the Witches’ clairvoyance potion(+2 perception for 10 minutes). It had the appearance of a grey moss, but Romaine insisted that it was mushroom.
And if the young lady said it was, then it would never be anything else besides mushrooms.
Ciel could not tell his Lord’s fiance that she was burning off two pieces of gold coins and could only act like he did not see a thing. Or else he would be forced to have some of those.I don’t think I have a physical constitution that can resist poison better than my Lord. So thank you very much but I will reject your offer.
Like many others, Ciel had a question in his mind. He had long announced his relationship status, and yet the two of them did not have the air of a couple with them. This aroused the curiosity of many as most nobles in Vaunte were married at the age of 15. There was practically no one by the age of twenty who has yet begun his own family. All besides Brendel.
And of course, Ciel had sometimes wondered if his Lord had a problem with the ‘thing’ in between his groin. And if there ever was, he should be able to cure it with his knowledge as a Highland Wizard in the field of ancient medicinal herbs. But Ciel never had the guts to tell that to his Lord’s face. He intuitively felt that if he ever did, his Lord would definitely punish him for it.
During this period, no matter if he was still a virgin or not, he was already known to be Romaine’s fiance: But the duration of Brendel's engagement had gone past a full year. He may not see it as a problem, most had raised their eyebrows about it.Maybe I should find a chance to confirm with my Lord whether or not he really had a problem down ‘there’.Even he would not like it if trouble was aroused because of it.
The smell of the burnt Graveyard Moss drifted in the air, and it closely resembled that of a burnt shoe. Everyone acted as if they did not find the smell disgustingly awful, as if everything was normal. Ciel held up a piece of map and was staring at the crumbled section of the cave. It seemed like magic was not
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