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After enjoying a lavish breakfast that felt more like a grand feast combining all three meals, everyone sat back satisfied and brimming with energy. Their Soul Stomachs were filled with the most delicious food they had ever tasted in the Netherworld, overflowing with power.
"Thank you, Elayne. Your cooking truly matches your beauty—it is without equal," Blank said with a calm smile, his eyes gleaming softly. "I wish we could have you here every day, every week, every month, every year. Why not stay? If it is the people you protect that concern you, we can swiftly build a safe haven for them. Our territory is vast, after all."
"I agree!" Chalk nodded eagerly. "We could construct a villa for all your Undead and simply claim they are our workers. You could expand your farm here and live with us!"
"Hm..." Silvester remained silent.
