Chapitre 213: Breakfast in the Wild - Bonds, Teas, and Tensions

The morning light filtered through the forest, painting the camp in a warm, golden hue. The crackling of the campfire filled the air as Lira worked skillfully, heating up the leftovers from the Skalvern dish Mikhailis had cooked the day before. The scent of the savory stew wafted through the camp, making everyone's stomachs growl with anticipation. Lira, with her elegant movements, stirred the pot over the fire, her long black ponytail swaying slightly with each motion. Her calm and composed demeanor contrasted with the small smirk that played on her lips, as she always enjoyed taking the lead when it came to taking care of Mikhailis.

Mikhailis, meanwhile, busied himself with something else. He knelt down beside his pack, pulling out what seemed to be a bundle of cloth. He gave it a small shake, and to everyone's surprise, the bundle unfolded into a small, origami-like seat. It was cleverly designed, folding out with a few movements into a sturdy, comfortable-looking seat.