Thirteen shook his head. "It won't be that easy. The last mission will be the most dangerous of all. Frankly, I believe the God of Wanderers is betting everything on this chance to overturn whatever the Celestials or Fiends are planning in Solterra."
The young lady didn't quickly make any comment. Instead, she once again shifted her attention to Maple and Cinnamon, who were happily eating the third serving of omelet that Thirteen had cooked for them.
Suddenly, she heard something that made her wonder if she was hearing correctly.
"Wow, I'm full!" Maple patted her belly.
"Cinnamon feels full too!" Cinnamon imitated her sister into patting her own belly. "Big Brother's cooking is really the best. It's so flavorful!"
Thirteen couldn't help but smile after his cooking was praised. The main reason why he didn't mind cooking for the two little dwarves was because only the two of them could understand how perfect his cooking was.
