章 1781: Don't Shoot the Messenger

There were food rations in one of the carts, but Lady Tamar had also slain an Awakened Monster in the morning. There had been enough time for Rain to harvest a slab of meat before the survey team continued on its journey, so now, she was ready to cook a delicious supper. 

Although the team wasn't big, there was a clear separation between people. The Awakened mostly kept to themselves, the survey specialists did the same, and the porters generally stuck together. 

Right now, they were gathered around a fire, watching Rain roast meat with gleaming eyes. 

"Wait, wait, everyone… it will be done soon! We're having a feast tonight!"

She grinned and turned the juicy strips of meat, making the melted fat sizzle. A delicious aroma permeated the air. 

One of the laborers laughed.

"Rani, kid… if I was thirty years younger, I would have married you right here and now. No questions asked."