Seoyoon stealthily glanced at Weed. But he did not say anything.
‘Lucky.’
Weed in his heart smiled with satisfaction.
‘She enjoyed eating a bunch.’
Now he felt more comfortable going around Seoyoon in the future. As long as he cooks for her, she wouldn’t attack or kill him.
Body and equipment equaling property, Weed was fearful of the bloody presence of a killer. But there was a bonus. Seoyoon would now aggressively do battle with monsters. If she knows the taste of a monster that appears, she will hunt even more thoroughly.
Feed them well. Handle them well.
Suddenly, Seoyoon was being treated similar to the Geomchis.