An hour had passed, and the dinner got ready. Arad sat on the couch beside Aella while Mira sat beside her mother, "It's been a while since we had guests. Please eat your fill," Lyla said with a smile.
"Thanks for the food," Arad took his soup while Aella started with the salad. She can't eat anything but plants.
"Have you ever thought about becoming a merchant?" Lyla looked at Arad with a smile, "With your skill and strength, you could overtake the city," she said, alluding to his storage skill.
"I do prefer the adventurer life more. Nothing beats hunting in the wilderness," Arad replied, remembering his hunt with mom as they took the bison.
"The merchant life is far safer. It will even give you time to relax," Lyla pointed at him with her fork.
Arad shook his head, "Adventuring is easier to start. I can't let my skills go unused." Arad lifted his palm, creating a small flame. He then snuffed it out, closing his fist.
The door is locked, who did it?