Chapter 92 Lunch
"Hera, why don’t you join me for lunch at my place after this?" An elderly woman passing by suggested warmly.
Hera chuckled in response. "I’d love to, but my teammates would starve if I didn’t cook for them," she joked.
Another older woman joined in. "Why not bring them along? We have plenty of food to go around for everyone on your team, as long as they’re okay with simple fare," she added, matching Hera’s light-hearted tone.
"Wouldn’t it be a shame if we ate up all your food?" Hera asked playfully, adding a slight pout for effect.
"Of course not, dear. If anything, we have an abundance of food here," the older woman replied proudly.
"Exactly! We’re well-stocked with livestock and our own vegetable farms," chimed in another woman, emphasizing their self-sufficiency.
The old man who had earlier taught Hera couldn’t resist chiming in. "And if by any chance we’re running low, we can always venture up the mountain for some game or wild vegetables," he said, massaging his back as he spoke. "What’s there to fear?"
Hera chuckled even more, thoroughly enjoying the banter. "That’s a fantastic idea. I’m quite adept at fishing, and I can certainly lend a hand in foraging for wild vegetables," she said with a grin, turning to the older women. "And I won’t hesitate to shamelessly recruit more hands to help. I’ll put them to work, no doubt about it."
"It’s a deal then," the older woman affirmed.