The holy land that was hosting the Harvest Day was full of energy.

As we stepped out onto the street, we wandered and looked around. Even though he’d eaten just a short while ago, Doomstone started showing interest in various foods he saw, like the freshly picked fruits and cookies made from recently-harvested wheat.

"Are all Crows big eaters? Or is it just you who eats a lot?”

To my question, Doomstone dropped a cookie in his mouth, swallowed, and answered, "Rather than people from my hometown eating a lot, don’t people from the Empire eat very little?"

It seems that all Crows eat a lot.

Doomstone pondered, then smirked. "I guess that maybe it makes sense since we have different levels of activities? Oh, come to think of it, the magician ahjumma next door said that our muscle tissue was naturally developed in a specific way, making us consume higher amounts of calories or something. Something like that.”

I also didn't understand all of the incomprehensible words that the magician said, but roughly based on what I heard, it seemed that a lot of food was needed to maintain the Crows’ innate power.

"When we talk, you often speak about the magician ahjumma next door. I guess you're...