Volume 1 - Chapter 3.29

"This nearly rotten spoiled trunkfish, or this nearly rotten Cithaeron lion meat, your choice."

"Never!" That man uttered.

Just when we are about to have our breakfast, I realised that we are out of food supplies. Dómr's daughter knew that; that's why she went all the way to take a portion of the Cithaeron lion's meat for us.

Thanks to the Cithaeron lion two days ago, the fridge is busted, and there's no salt to preserve the meat.

There is a bloody and foul smell and even maggots on both portions of meat.

Rather than starving, we had no choice but to eat anything that is still edible.

To be honest, the crawling maggots aren't really stimulating my appetite. I would rather have a coconut, but there aren't any here.

"Give me money, brat." That man said to me, after refusing over and over. "I will teleport to the nearest place