The first thing they did after arriving in Windia was to eat. The group hadn’t eaten proper food for a few days. The small and dry combat food filled up their satiety but it didn’t give them spiritual satisfaction. That’s why they were eating slime noodles right now.

“Slurp. Ouch. It’s hot.”

“Grandfather, eat slowly. We can order more.”

“Cough. Yes, you should also eat a lot.”

According to Jeonghyun, many users hunted without having a good meal like them. They could fill their health with potions and satiety with combat food so they only needed these two things. No matter how he thought about it, he didn’t think they could do this for long. It was too hard mentally. Well, this was what the group said.

“Ahh. It is famous for this but it is really chewy.”

Jekyll and Baroque nodded at Muksabal’s words.

“Yes, it is made from slime jelly so the texture is like this.”

“Baroque... delicious.”

This was the current seating arrangement—Park Muyeol, his grandson, and Choi Jeonghyun occupied a table, while the table next to them was occupied by the Mukjeba...