Snow Bear Palace, seventh floor.
Lanci and Siegler’s apartnt-style suite was spacious and comfortable. The living room’s wooden furniture emitted a fresh, natural scent, while the bedroom boasted soft beds covered in thick wool blankets. Lanci opened the door, took a glance, and felt rather good about this Beastn City-States.
"Deserving of the trading city-state closest to the Palante Empire."
Lanci sighed and returned to the living room he shared with Siegler.
Siegler had left the larger bedroom for him, and his luggage had already been placed inside, while she herself took the smaller one.
"She was warning you just now, ow, your likability has dropped."
Cat Boss erged from the shadows, leaping onto Lanci’s shoulder.
Heavy curtains hung over the floor-to-ceiling windows, keeping out the cold from outside; drawing them back revealed the beautiful nightti scenery of Small Stone City, its lights twinkling alongside the starry sky.
Siegler had gone out to shop, and Lanci didn’t have much work left for the day, so he stood leisurely at the window in the living room, looking out over the city-state.
"No worries, she probably didn’t deduct much."
Lanci said with a laugh.
What might have been an otherwise dull journey had beco quite interesting because of Siegler.
"Is that so, ow."
Cat Boss eyed Lanci.
Although the likability might have dropped, their relationship seed to have ward up a bit.
It listened to the two’s trivial chatter all along the way.
Cat Boss knew that Lanci wasn’t much of a talker, but he could be quite chatty if he gelled with his travel companion.
Now Siegler still kept her cool distance, but Cat Boss felt that she had ward up a bit to Lanci.
At least she wasn’t as dismissive as before they had started their journey.
Thus, the man and the cat stood by the window, chatting.
After ten minutes or so.
"May I co in?"
A knock ca from the direction of the door.
"Co in."
Lanci turned and responded.
The door opened and Siegler returned from the market, holding a bag filled with food ingredients as she stepped into the living room.
"Hm?"
She noticed the little black cat on Lanci’s shoulder.
Siegler rembered they didn’t have such a cat when they set off.
"Let introduce you; this is my Servitor, Little Black Coal."
Lanci indicated Cat Boss and introduced him to Siegler.
Carrying a cat was too much hassle on the road, and it was also very cold, so it had shrunk in the shadows until now.
Having beco sowhat familiar with Siegler, Lanci thought it was ti to introduce Cat Boss to her.
What was crucial, though, was that cooking had to be done by Cat Boss himself.
"ow ow ow, who is calling himself Little Black Coal, don’t go picking nas for , ow!"
Cat Boss chastised Lanci.
Although Lanci had called it Little Black Coal before, it hadn’t expected that he would actually go as far as to give it such a nickna.
"So how about Pure Black Sugar-Free Whole Wheat Bread?"
Lanci pondered seriously for a mont before asking again, turning his head.
"...Forget it; call whatever you want."
Cat Boss gave up, jumped down from Lanci’s shoulder, and walked elegantly towards the grocery bag that Siegler had placed on the ground.
Siegler watched the talking cat with a bit of surprise in her gaze, yet her expression remained unchanged.
It wasn’t sothing extraordinary for a wealthy noble to afford a Servitor, and this cat didn’t seem very powerful, probably just of Fourth-Order.
It didn’t seem particularly clever, either.
"…"
Cat Boss looked up at Siegler.
It kept feeling that this young girl seed to be cut from the sa cloth as Lanci, thinking rather impolite things inside her head.
"It’s our chef for the journey, just leave the ingredients with it, and you can rest now. I’ll call you when dinner is ready,"
Lanci told Siegler.
Siegler nodded and walked into her bedroom, closing the door behind her.
Then, the little black cat got busy on the marble countertop, its small form exhibiting remarkably agile and skilled movents as it deftly manipulated various cooking utensils with telekinesis magic, creating a harmony of sounds between pots and pans.
On the living room sofa, Lanci flipped through the translated copy of Genesis Record from the Blood Moon Bad World Era that he carried with him.
No matter how much ti had passed, this book alone had traversed tens of thousands of years.
The current era’s interpretation of "Genesis" was much less compared to the present world, and even the Divine Era’s script was sothing few could understand.
Of course, there were also so magical translation thods that did not exist in the present world.
While Lanci was unable to learn the Divine Arts of "Genesis," many parts of the book were described in Divine Era verses, heroic poetry, and it would help him get more acquainted with the deity he was supposed to nd the statue of in Small Stone City tomorrow, if he read the Chapter of Rock and Shelter a little.
For his part, he was more familiar with the Chapter of Storm and Freedom, which related sowhat to the remnants of the [Original Stone Tablet-Wind].
He also had so interpretation of the Chapter of Sealing and Imprisonnt, as he currently held the [Original Slabstone-Sealing] in his hands, yet being of Fourth-Order, he was not yet capable of Soul Binding with it.
As he browsed through the book, a cup of tea that had gone cold sat beside Lanci; ti passed without notice.
Occasionally, he would look up at the scenery outside the window before continuing his reading.
Until fragrant slls wafted from the kitchen.
The dinner ticulously prepared by the little black cat was ready.
"ow ow ow, dinner’s ready,"
It patted lightly on Siegler’s bedroom door with its paw and owed at Lanci, waking him from his imrsion in the book.
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