The spiritual stove glowed erratically. The beast-oil pan was smoking. A pot of Flame Fish bubbled like a cursed cauldron. A clumsy swing of her ladle knocked over a spirit wine bottle, which spilled onto a fire formation.
A glowing rune blinked.
A second later—
BOOOOOOOM!!!
Flames exploded. Smoke choked the air. A jade cupboard flew straight into a wall. A pan of half-fried eel flipped upside down onto a maid's head.
"LADY SANA, BACK AWAY!"
"The Pearl Cave is cursed!"
"NO, LADY SANA IS COOKING AGAIN!!"
Just as the stove was about to combust again—
A calm voice echoed through the smoke.
"Step aside."
Kent.
Already present, seated casually near the door, he'd been watching the mess with the mild amusement of a teacher watching a toddler smear paint on scrolls.
All the people who closed their ears, were carefully watching Kent with wide open eyes.
As the stove cracked open and let out a final threatening hiss, Kent waved a single hand.
Snap.
