"Caw!"
Early morning.
With a clear cry like metal striking metal, a glossy black raven swooped down from the sky.
Gauss casually cut a piece of meat from the ingredients and tossed it toward Ike.
Ike caught it with precision and swallowed it in one gulp.
Its return meant the letter had been delivered to the Adventurer's Guild.
Gauss quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
As an adventurer, it was best to get involved as little as possible in matters outside one's own work.
Especially complicated matters involving questions of right and wrong.
Sometimes, even if you did a lot, others might not appreciate your good intentions.
Gauss turned his attention to the Magic Pot in front of him.
Ever since he got the pot, he had regained his interest in cooking.
He still hadn't gotten over the excitement of having a "new toy."
"Three pounds of cucumber, seeded and thinly sliced; ten pounds of chicken breast, cut into thin strips along the grain; a handful of rehydrated wild mushrooms, squeezed dry and set aside..."
Gauss held the ordinary parchment cookbook in one hand, working with practiced ease with the other.
After adding the ingredients according to the recipe, Gauss picked up a spoon and stirred at an even pace.
Soon, the magic within the Magic Pot began to take effect, and pale purple smoke slowly rose from it.
Whenever Gauss used the Magic Pot, he felt like a wizard brewing a potion rather than cooking a meal.
As steam billowed, the enticing aroma soon filled the mist-shrouded woods.
"Lord Gauss, that smells delicious!"
Albenna came out of the house and joined him.
"Once you've washed up, we can get breakfast ready."
She produced a flask of wine from who knew where.
"Lord Gauss, would you like some of my