Last Night Before...

"Amazing…" Sol let out a satisfied sigh, "...As amazing as always, Jeong-Hui."

"Thanks!" He laughed a bit.

Korain reached over, giving him a playful, but stinging slap on the back with a laugh, "If only your skills as a warrior matched your finesse as a cook! Ha-ha!"

"...Yeah, yeah," he sighed out with a small chuckle.

The gloomy atmosphere from before had completely vanished at the dinner table, filled by the bickering between Yeong-Un, Sol, and now Korain–though they kept talking with their mouths full.

This prompted Ma-Ri to stop all three of them with swift chops to the head, causing them to fall in line like reprimanded children.

"Just because the world is under a new curtain doesn't mean we shouldn't maintain table manners," Ma-Ri scolded them.

"Yes, ma'am," they all said in unison.

He couldn't help but laugh, though he did his best not to laugh too loud as to get the same punishment from the icy-eyed vice-leader.