Trrrr… Following the sound of pouring water, a fragrant scent of coffee wafted out.

Vlad Halep poured water into a large cup before half-heartedly swirling it with a spoon and holding up a long stick of butter.

He cut the stick with his scythe, dropping it into the cup, and then handing it over Seol Jihu.

Seol Jihu carefully held the hot cup in his hands.

“Drink. It’ll warm your body up a bit.”

Vlad Halep said stiffly before plopping down on a seat across from Seol Jihu and gulping down another cup of coffee he made for himself.

Seol Jihu stared at the yellow butter melting in his coffee with a somewhat surprised look.

After taking a sip, his eyes widened.

The coffee’s bitter flavor and the butter’s softness mixed together and smoothly flowed down his throat.

“…It’s good.”

His stiff expression loosened slightly.

“I’ve never had coffee with butter before.”

“That’s how people usually drink coffee in my hometown.”

Vlad Halep replied after taking the coffee cup off his lips.

“It’s the best way to warm yourself up when it’s cold.”

He then sipped down the coffee again.

Seol Jihu was growing anxious, but he waited patiently. He could tell Vlad Halep was thinking about how to bring up the topic.

In Seol Jihu’s eyes, Vlad Halep was a cold person by nature, who didn’t care much about other people’s matters.

Someone like him had asked to talk, so Seol Jihu figured there was a reason for it.

“By any chance…”

Just as Seol Jihu thought so, Vlad Halep spoke.

“Do you remember what I told you before? At Odor’s inn.”

“Odor’s inn… You mean the reason you and your sister entered Paradise?”

“No, not that. That’s what Oana said, not me.”

Vlad Halep shook his head.

Seol Jihu searched through his memories. He then remembered the few lines that...