In the snowy meadow, a man with a rather handsome face and long red hair tied into a bun sat atop a stool.
Before him rested a fire blazing within a makeshift wooden grill crafted from the dry wood that he found in the surrounding forest.
Atop the grill rested a cooking pot emitting delicious aroma, smoke, and occasional sizzling sounds.
Despite the ferocious mana beasts lurking nearby in the woods, none of them dared to approach the man.
It was because they instinctively knew that approaching the man would result in their deaths.
Even though human flesh was a rarity in these mountains, it wasn't worth dying for.
So all they could do was gulp down their mouth-watering saliva and walk away tearfully.
Meanwhile, Leo sat idly, his gaze fixed on his cooking food as he absentmindedly whistled a song with a bored face.
Even though he didn't let it show on his face earlier, Leo was pleasantly surprised by Lucas' rapid growth.