Chapter 236: Trust (1/2)

”Asem. We need cooks. A lot of them,” Ed said as the citizens in front of him looked confused. They didn't know if the monsters coming were attacking them, or if they were hallucinating flying monsters. Some pinched themselves, while others enjoyed the view as if they wanted to keep dreaming.

Ed's companions had their own spatial rings. They could have entered the city with no one knowing anything about them, but Ed made sure they did so in a grandiose way. The city was dying, not only physically, but also mentally. Ed wanted for them to feel the joy of being alive again, and what better way to do so, then to fill their stomachs. Same as in the Bloody war, Ed adopted the method of food in order to reward people for their loyalty and their perseverance.

”You can't possibly be trying to feed the citizens all at once. Even if we have cooks, we don't have the equipment needed” Helena intervened from behind. She didn't think Ed would try to do something so reckless. Even fighting 4000 people seemed easier, to her, compared to feeding them.

”You don't need to worry too much; I did say I will take care of the sect. And by cooks, I only meant people with general knowledge about food. I and my companions will take care of most of the work.”

”Still, no one in the sect really knows how to cook” Asem embarrassedly stated.

”Then how did you feed the disciples?” Ed turned around to look at him in a surprised way.

”The citizens helped us. We've never had to worry about food before, so”

Asem's words caused an idea to spark above Ed's head.

'They should have a lot of doubts concerning me, so this should be the best opportunity' Ed thought to himself before looking at Asem. ”Then, please ask for the cooks to come from the people. Once they are available, notify me.”

Asem nodded as he and the others descended and headed into the crowd in front of them. Only Barsine remained behind. She approached Ed and stood shoulder to shoulder with him. She wore an emerald silk dress that complemented her light green eyes. She was as old as Alexander, yet she seemed like she didn't lose her youth at all. If it wasn't for her previous coma, she would have looked much more beautiful.

”Thank you for doing this” still overwhelmed, her voice cracked, as she struggled to keep herself from crying.

”You've seen what happened if I didn't do at least this, I wouldn't be able to meet Alexander.”

”His body, where is it?” Barsine seemed to struggle the hardest asking this question.

”I've been keeping with me ever since. I'll organize a funeral for him once things calm down a little in the city,” Ed explained.

”I seeYou know, I haven't seen him smile the way he did in your fight, for more than thirty years. I'm feeling glad even while mourning for him.” Barsine couldn't keep fighting any longer, as her tears started to drop one after the other.

”I was glad to have fought him. As unfortunate as it was, we met as enemies. Had we met as alliesas friends, I believe I would have gained a friend and a mentor for life.”

”I'm sure he would be glad to hear you say such a thing.”

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