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🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

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As she continued to gaze at the bowl of soup and ponder what had happened, a wave of memories washed over Erik. She had woken up early in the morning and asked to use the kitchen to prepare breakfast, not just for herself, but also for the others who would be starting their day within the walls of the city administration. After confirming that she was not some random person or a spy from Haran, but a sixth-circle mage of the Guild of Wonders, the soldier on guard did not object to her proposal. Erik boiled water in a large pot, added Jack, and covered it with a lid, continuing to hold it tightly until he was cooked and calmed down. Then she took him out of the pot and cut him into many small pieces, setting them aside. Next, she peeled the potatoes, cut them into cubes, and cooked them for about half an hour over low heat, while also throwing the remains of the sentient mushroom into a pan with carrots and onions. When everything was fried, she added the contents of the pan to the pot with the already cooked potatoes. After that, she poured thin vermicelli and some basic greens into the pot. After some time, the soup was ready, and when it had cooled to a tolerable temperature, it was served in the dining hall. When she came out of her "trance," she had already tasted several spoonfuls of the excellent mushroom soup. The other people in the dining hall were also satisfied with the taste.


My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.