Ghost Mansion (3)

-Lord Dragred, are you all right?!

-The count said the communication magic was cut off...

Munch munch.

Munch munch.

Ack.

I was busily chewing away with Mallang.

For the first time in a long while, I was eating proper food instead of tough jerky.

Of course, I didn't personally gather the ingredients and cook it. Remember when Restia stayed in Dream Land before?

A dungeon master can buy food from the point shop, and among the listings there was something roughly like chicken being sold.

Of course, one chicken cost as much as Boongboong, which I'd already sent to the scrapyard, so I had never bought it, then or since...