Chapter 5: The Tin Knights Camping Cuisine
For Dorothea, camping was nothing more than a routine activity.
For someone who had even experienced infiltrating a troll’s nest to carry out her eccentric teacher’s instructions, sleeping in an ordinary forest hardly qualified as hardship.
Dorothea was well aware that others typically made more elaborate preparations, but she didn’t particularly care.
After all, Dorothea had the power of magic at her disposal.
Using ashes from burned root plants as a catalyst, she could ward off cold and dampness, and with a powder made from dried white flower petals, she could repel most insects. Mana-infused insects were an exception, but such insects were rare.
The blanket she was using to cover her body was made of a fabric that expanded when infused with mana. Normally, it would be no larger than a handkerchief, making it convenient to carry around.
This was why Dorothea couldn’t help but be dumbfounded when the Tin Knight suddenly ran off into the darkness, talking about cooking.
“Wait, aren’t magic dolls incapable of consuming food? How does he plan on cooking without even being able to taste—“
Dorothea paused mid-sentence.
She remembered secretly flipping through a magic doll catalog before. She vaguely recalled seeing some that could supposedly cook.
She wondered if such an advanced function could be present in an old model that couldn’t even receive mana remotely, but considering his ridiculous combat abilities, she thought it wouldn’t be strange if he had some unexpected abilities.