Alice's first day living at the damp and gloomy bottom of the cliff left her in a terrible state, with no mood to enhance her own strength.
Especially at night, when it was silent all around.
She could only see the hazy moonlight and sparse starlight in the sky.
Her sleeping place was just a simple tent.
For a young lady who had grown up in luxurious surroundings, this was undoubtedly a hellish experience.
Her cooking skills, needless to say, were not up to par. Apart from someone unselective like Zoey, who could stomach the food she made?
William did bring her plenty of seasonings, but cooking meat was absolutely more difficult for her than alchemy.
Alice had cut a lot of meat from the carcass of an ancient dragon in the pond, but she soon discovered something: regular fire simply couldn't cook it, so there was no point in discussing whether her cooking technique was correct or not.
