Besides a clean bolder, Soran sat while chewing jerky. Gloria didn't seem to have a good appetite; she only ate a little and had put her food down. Northern Witches were of noble origin and they disliked food of poor quality. They would often only eat some snacks they carried with them in the wild and drank fresh water. Vivian, however, was not picky at all. Whether it was a delicious hot meal or some tasteless dry food, the little girl would enjoy it. She even raised her little white hand to help Soran wipe his mouth.
"Who is it?!"
Soran suddenly stopped eating the dried food in his hand, jumped up in an instant, pulled out his machete, and asked, "Who is it?" Come out quickly! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
