“Is everything okay, Master?” Alysia asked.
“I hope everyone is enjoying the al.”
“Eh? It’s top-notch!”
“My lord cooks the best.”
“I see.”
Everyone had been eating quietly. I was getting a bit spoiled by Eliana’s overreactions. Not everyone could be so pleased with roasted boar. I just didn’t know if anyone liked it because they weren’t convulsing on the floor with foam coming out of their mouth. That didn’t seem healthy either. Maybe I needed to take Eliana to a doctor in my world after all.
I had ended up cooking the boar at drop and everyone enjoyed it. Dropped items were an odd thing in dungeons. They sotis could give you access to rare items that you couldn’t find anywhere else. Since dungeons used lore, it was theoretically possible to bring things back that no longer existed. Exotic plants, strange animals, and more could be seemingly resurrected through the power of a dungeon. Of course, most animals would be tainted by the miasma of the dungeon.
Items didn’t appear to be tainted in the sa way. I didn’t know why they were able to avoid this fate, other than that they existed to entice people to enter the dungeon and potentially beco its next victim. Whether the dungeon hungered for the lore they could potentially steal off anyone who died, or the mana that they could convert into miasma to fuel their continued growth, I had no clue. It was probably a good thing that items were tainted with miasma, or food like the at we just ate would slowly turn us into miasmic creatures.
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That didn’t stop Anne from casting so kind of purification spell over the at before I cooked it. I had similar spells, and they had nothing to do with miasma. I usually only used such spells to keep food lasting longer without spoiling. The paladins who looked admiringly at Anne didn’t know this though. It seed like the church had adopted a lot of customs that didn’t do anything, but were ultimately for show.
The only one who seed to refrain from eating was Calypso. When I offered her sothing, she refused and then made an offhanded comnt about how she had to watch her figure. While everyone else ate, she remained sitting in the corner, her chains still on and being held by a nearby paladin. I allowed the paladins to be in control of the chains, but I still kept a close watch on her. If one of them decided to suddenly make a move on her, I wanted to be ready.
That’s why I noticed when her eyes suddenly widened. It was sothing no one else noticed, but there was sothing that had suddenly caught her. I had already eaten, so I didn’t hesitate to walk over and crouch next to her.
“What is it?” I demanded.
Calypso looked at reluctantly for a second and then sighed. “We need to hurry.”
“What? We’re already past the third dungeon. We’ve made it halfway, and we’ve only been traveling half the day. Why do we need to hurry?”
“It’s the Fae.” She responded. “They’ve just defeated the SS-ranked boss.”
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