Chapitre 56: The Tower

When his teeth sunk into the meat prepared by Felicia and the others, Liam could hardly control his facial expression.

He frowned deeply while chewing on the piece of meat as if it was a dry lump of rubber.

"That is definitely rubber…" He grumbled while forcing the meat down his throat. It was far from delicious but it did its job, filling Liam's starved stomach, one way or another.

His eyes were filled with displeasure as he retrieved the Keychain of Miniature Tools from Felicia. She muttered something under her breath, unable to keep up the gentle and kind smile that could be seen whenever one looked at her.

"Whatever. Let's finish our meals and get going," Liam said, not minding Felicia's hurt look. She should understand that she was not going to win any cooking competition in the near future. Maybe he had expected too much from the natives. They had probably never touched unprepared meat in their life, let alone dissected a dead body it.