After chatting casually for half an hour, Green sent someone to invite Velin to dinner.
"Let's go. I really want to taste the results of your cultivation efforts."
Rising from the seat of honor, Velin walked out of the hall.
Seeing this, Adams and Isla stood and followed him.
Led by a maid, Velin arrived at the dining hall.
At that moment, Trisa and Cecilia were playing around the dining table.
"My lord."
Green stepped forward, lowered his head in salute, and spoke respectfully.
"No need for such formalities."
Velin waved Green back to his feet, then casually reached out and stopped Trisa, who was chasing after Cecilia.
Cecilia also stopped and landed on Velin's shoulder.
"Play again tomorrow."
"Alright, Teacher."
Trisa tilted her head up as she spoke, then came to sit beside the table. Looking at the delicious food on the plates, she waited for dinner to begin.
Taking his seat at the head of the table, Velin gestured for everyone to sit.
The others came to sit around the table, all turning their gazes toward Velin as they waited for his instruction.
"No need to be reserved. Just act as you normally would."
After speaking, Velin picked up his knife and fork, speared a pearl-sized red fruit, and placed it in his mouth.
The moment he bit into it, an unripe flavor washed over him. As he chewed carefully, he felt a cool sensation spreading through his mouth.
As for its blood vitality content, it was negligible to Velin, but it was just right as a Cultivation Material for Bronze-grade Battle Professionals.
"What is this fruit called?" Velin asked curiously.
"My lord, this red fruit has temporarily been named the Red Ice Fruit. It was carefully cultivated from the roots of the Ice Flower Tree and Redwood