"Look, System! Look! She is using magic to make sauce! That's not fair!" Mag called out to the system after freezing for a moment in shock.
Wind elements were circling around the body of Firis, adding the spices and seasonings into the big bowl in front of her. Bottles and cans were floating in the air with their lids open. It looked like a miracle to Mag.
The system sighed. "Everything would be a lot easier if she were my host."
Mag didn't know if her magic would make the sauce even more magical, but he was clearly impressed. He looked envious. "Magicians sure are cooler than swordsmen!"
Five minutes later, the bottles and cans were covered again, and flew gently back to their original positions.
Firis looked down at the brown thick sauce in front of her, surprised and happy. The fragrance of the sauce found its way into her nose. It seemed that it was no different from the sauce made by Mag.
