"Coo...king?" Alvin and Milia didn't know what to say. "Is that the reason?"
Linfel glared at the two. "Do you think I didn't see what you did back in the room we were sharing? I don't need to eat, but even I could tell that what you made there wasn't food. It was poison! Holy shit! How the hell have you got to burn so many things?"
"I... never really had to cook anything in my life," Milia was the first one to answer.
Alvin scratched the back of his head. "Dad cooked for me, then I got into the Magus Academy and simply ate at the cafeterias..."
Linfel nodded. "Exactly. But here in the Ventis Sect, nothing comes for free, and you were wasting Ventis Credits! I will not stand for food waste! You know about me and the place I came from. Do you know how hard it was for the people back then to get something as simple as food?"
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