30 Aftermath of the Feas (1/2)

”Thanks for not saving me any.”

Aaron had been having the most pleasant dream in his entire life.

Meat! Meat so tender and juicy that it was to die for had been dangling in front of him, enticing him and calling to him, while he ran behind it with a lopsided smile on his face.

Woof was beside him, smiling constantly with its tongue outside and laughing continuously while the both of them chased this heavenly being which had untold gallons of joy inside it.

Feeling someone kicking his leg and hearing this voice, Aaron grumbled but quickly awakened.

The skill of coming into a fully awakened state from a state of deep slumber was something that had been honed over the years spent in the jungle, so, the moment he opened his eyes, Aaron realized just how weird his position was.

He was actually… Hugging the plate in which the meat had been given to him yesterday, and, in fact, as he tried to remember, except for the feeling of continuously chewing the meat and enjoying it so much that he hadn't wanted that moment to end, he didn't remember anything else about the night.

”Ernst told me that the meat was cooked with a very strong alcoholic juice that is a specialty in the area around here. I guess you must have been completely knocked out, but I'm really surprised that your Tera wasn't. It really is special, I see. By the way, you can let go of the plate now. There is no more meat. Both of you finished the amount which usually lasts for a few days. That's the reason I had to settle with more buns for breakfast.”

The moment he heard Edmond say this, Aaron quickly let go of the plate and hastily scrambled to his feet.

In the process, he wiped his mouth and started to dust the dirt off of his clothes, as he had been sleeping on the ground.

Looking to the side, he saw that Woof was close to nodding off.

Ignoring Edmond, he bent and touched the Tera's skin, which was when he experienced an intense feeling of wariness from the Husky.

Judging from what Edmond had said, Aaron pieced together everything that might have happened last night.

Now that he thought about it, he could remember eating more and more even while Ernst came forward and said that he might not be able to handle the alcoholic effects of the meat. Of course, he had been in a paradise of flavor the likes of which he had never felt in his life, so he had been in no mood to listen.

After that… It was blank.

The most likely possibility was that Woof had stayed up all night, keeping guard, as the both of them always made sure never to sleep at the same time.

Even though they weren't in the jungle right now, this wasn't a habit they would break, as it had saved their lives more times than they could count.

Patting the Husky, he nodded, following which it fell to the ground and immediately started snoring.

This made Edmond throw his hands in the air and say, ”Hey, did you forget that we have a strict deadline? We need to get to the town where my father's imprisoned!”

Shaking his head, Aaron got up and said, ”No way. Woof needs to sleep for at least three hours.”

Sighing, Edmond said, ”Fine. We've been delayed by this long already. What's 3 hours?”

Hearing Edmond say this, Aaron nodded and sat down right next to Woof, with the intention of guarding it in the same way that it had stayed awake despite its wariness and protected him all night.

Grumbling something that he couldn't hear, Edmond folded his hands and turned around.