Stray

But things did not develop as they thought.

They quickly followed the well-connected underground water road to the vicinity of the Edwards’ courtyard. Nemo used the shadow shield to cover everyone’s breath. Everything was going well. Regarding Mrs. Edwards’ situation, Adrian snuck out to take a peek and found nothing. Everything was surprisingly calm.

“That makes sense. No matter what she wants to do, if we can easily find out, then she can’t hide it from Telaranea.” Oliver carefully poked the dinner in front of him. It was a slimy mixture of moss and strange mushrooms, hastily roasted over a flame. It looked more like a witch’s brew than food. They weren’t short on water since Ann and Oliver had skills that could summon water bubbles. Although it took a lot of mana compared to a magic water bag, they didn’t worry too much about that at the moment. Besides, Oliver’s water bubble could make enough water for them to take a cold bath without a time limit.

However, this didn’t make the atmosphere warmer.

Nemo refused to eat. He and the gray parrot stubbornly closed their mouths and kept away from the unpleasant color. Despite his body couldn’t even be destroyed by a superior demon, his mind was likely to be crushed by this so-called food, especially when Ann picked up a fat four-eyed mouse and gave him a meaningful smile.

Anyways, he shouldn’t be able to starve to death, Nemo judged in his heart with some certainty.

In contrast, Oliver’s receptivity was surprisingly high. Nemo looked at him with a sullen face. Oliver chewed the pile of roasted mixture in small spoonful, without any expression on his face, as if he was performing some serious ceremony.

“You’re still too tender.” Ann quickly cut open a small Warcraft that fainted on the ground. “In the beginning, even I vomited… Forget it.”

Oliver stopped chewing and his face turned a little blue. Adrian’s manner of eating was gentler. He acted as if he heard nothing and was enjoying a palace dinner.