Yuna's POV

First, I dry and crush the herbs and some of the spruce bark as finely as I could, props to fireball and shockwave.

Then I rubbed the meat with the herbs’ mixture and wrapped it with the branches, props to mana threads for tying the loose ends and making sure that no branch falls off.

Then I put it over fire and let the slab of meat cook.

I rotated it once every while, making sure that no part caught on fire.

The smell of meat is already making me want to eat the meat raw.

<Yuna POV>

My dad suddenly barged into my room with an angry face.

“WHY DID YOU ATTACK PETER LOCHEM’S SON!!!!?”

“His father is Peter Lochem?”

“OF COURSE, HE CONTACTED ME A WHILE AGO, I WAS FORCED TO ABANDON A MAJOR BUSINESS OPPORTUNITY BECAUSE OF YOU!!!”

“But isn’t he just a goldsmith?”

“JUST A GOLDSMITH, YOU SAY?!! HIS WORKS ARE LIKE A STATUS SYMBOL AMONGST THE HIGH SOCIETY, THE CHEAPEST OF HIS WORKS SELL FOR, AT THE VER

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