My shout should have been loud enough to shake the clouds—at the very least, it shook the whole house. Even Anweina immediately poked her head out from beneath the wall at the house's Northwest Corner, the little ghost looking at me nervously. "Master, what happened?"
She had come straight up through the basement...
"Nothing happened to me. Something happened to Viska," I said, waving at Anweina. "Go prepare some snacks, juice, tea, whatever."
"Oh." Anweina nodded, her entire body rising out of the ground. She floated several meters along the wall before drilling back into the house—that was where the kitchen was. This Ghost Maid had a pretty efficient way of getting around the house.
Viska stared at me blankly. "What are you having her prepare all that for?"
I hesitated, then explained with complete sincerity, "Isn't it normal to prepare food and drinks to help people focus while discussing serious matters?"
Viska frowned suspiciously. "But why does it feel like you're planning some event for the whole family to celebrate..."
I was instantly embarrassed. I had given the order without thinking and hadn't expected to stir this girl's sensitive heart in such unusual circumstances. But on second thought, the fact that she could still fuss over something like this meant the situation was not too serious yet. If she had really been stripped of her divine status in Star Territory, Viska could never have remained this calm. She might act carefree and fearless, but this Rogue took the honor of being a member of the God Race very seriously.
"I didn't want to alarm so many people," Viska muttered, biting her lip as I pulled her toward the front door. "On the way back, I even made sure Qian Qian didn't notice anything strange. Why did you have to