"What do you mean... she can't hold a spoon?"
"No, what I mean is that she has never used a spoon."
"Wait! Do you know who she is?"
"Of course." Cauldron shouted: "Oy! Kid, I've been in this castle for over 10,000 years, I even know who her ancestors are."
"Wow!" Lathel exclaimed. He watched Charlotte hold the plate with both hands, while slurping the soup with her mouth, as she was doing this she made sounds that were a bit... impolite.
After 10 seconds, Charlotte put down the plate, looked into the distance, and muttered: "So delicious..."
Lathel: "..."
'Oy! If it's delicious, can you at least show some emotion?'
Lathel felt helpless due to Charlotte's inability to express her emotions.
However, he still took the plate and continued to scoop another plate of soup for her.
"Ack!" Lathel seemed to realize that something was wrong. He then looked at Charlotte with guilt in his eyes and said: "Charlotte, sorry, I took this cauldron without asking for your permission."
Charlotte tilted her head to look at him, her face still expressionless. The wrinkles on her face didn't even tremble in the slightest.
"This cauldron... is mine?"
Lathel: "..."
He sighed and patiently explained: "Yes, it was in a strange room..."
"No problem." Charlotte interrupted Lathel: "If you like it, take it. I don't really care either."You can trace the roots of this content at n0v@lbin
Looking at Charlotte's expression, Lathel truly believed that she didn't care about Cauldron at all.
"Okay, kid, that weird woman really wouldn't care about my existence."
The Cauldron's voice rang out. Charlotte glanced at the Cauldron for a moment, then continued eating her soup.
Lathel frowned, it was the first time he had met someone strange like Charlotte.
'Could it be... this cauldron is so useless that Charlotte doesn't even care about its existence.'
"Oy! Kid, I know what you're thinking."
"Ah! Sorry, hahaha..."
"Huh! Kids these days don't know anything about manners, unlike the people of ancient times."
"Heh?! Are they very polite and respectful to you?" Lathel felt strange and asked.
"Of course, they treated me like a god, they put me in a solemn place, and knelt before me."
"Ah! It is my honor to make soup inside you."
"You... sigh... pretend I didn't say anything..." the cauldron sighed, it didn't want to continue talking to Lathel.
Lathel also didn't pay attention to the Cauldron, he looked towards Charlotte and asked: "Is it delicious?"
Charlotte did not answer. She finished the soup very quickly, then nodded slightly: "Delicious..."
Lathel: "..."
Charlotte: "..."
"Is that all?"
Charlotte: "..."
She tilted her head to look at him and said: "Very delicious..."
Lathel sighed: "Okay, if you want more, you can have more."
Charlotte looked at the cauldron, then nodded. Lathel also started eating, he felt that his dish was well made.
When Lathel heard that, he looked at the gem in his hand, then threw it into his system space.
Although the jade that Charlotte gave him was many times more advanced than the space bag that Alec gave him, their functions were somewhat similar.
In addition to the function of creating space to store objects, it also has another function which is to prolong the lifespan of the objects inside it.
To be more precise... if a dish is left in normal conditions, it will go rancid after a day, but when in the space of a piece of jade, the time it takes for it to go rancid will be longer, perhaps about 10 days.
However, even a piece of blood-colored jade or a space bag could not compare to the system space he possessed.
Time and space seemed to be frozen in the system space. If lathel put a cup of boiling water at 100 degrees Celsius into the system space, and he took it out a year later, it would still be 100 degrees Celsius.
on top of that... the space bag and the blood gem could be stolen, but Lathel's system space couldn't.
In terms of safety and storage function, the system space was much better than the jade that Charlotte gave him.
However, he still kept that piece of jade. After all, its rank was quite high, and its price was certainly also very high.
...
In the forest, a group of five people wearing somewhat similar outfits were moving.
That's right, it was Lizaru's group of people. They were standing around the corpses of small Goblins.
Lizaru frowned: "Haya..."
Haya, who was standing next to him nodded. She took out a crystal ball, then looked at it, while occasionally looking at the bodies of the goblins lying on the ground.
"They are the goblins who killed the carrier."
"Ah! Looks like someone discovered the whereabouts of the stone, so... hahaha..." Taki's voice was filled with disdain.
"Taki, watch your mouth." Laziru warned.
"Oy!" Suddenly, Swordary's voice rang out in the distance: "I found the cave of those Goblins."
Lizaru didn't care about the others, he took his magic staff and quickly walked towards Swordary.
He stood outside and looked at the cave that seemed to have just been attacked by fire magic, Lizaru's eyes became even colder when he noticed this.
He hurried inside, and the others followed behind him.
Inside the cave there was a burning smell and the stench of feces and urine.
Everywhere was burnt, the scene inside the cave was extremely chaotic as if the place had just been hit by a bomb.
Lizaru looked around, then he focused his attention on a charred corpse, lying on the ground.
"Haya..." Lizaru spoke up.
Haya nodded, approached the body and searched for a while, she then looked towards Lizaru and shook her head, her eyes a bit disappointed.
Lizaru frowned, he stretched out his hand full of claws, and lightly tapped the air.
The space where he tapped his finger emitted countless concentric circular ripples that spread out.
Immediately afterwards, a stream of black smoke flew out from the Shaman Goblin's body. Lizaru immediately grabbed the black smoke, and he intensely looked at it.
Lizaru stood still. After a moment, he frowned and used his strength to squeeze the black smoke in his hand.
BAM!
The black smoke instantly dissolved into countless small dust particles and disappeared into the air.
"I found that rat..."