"Ahh, my Dragon Steed! My Dragon Steed is dead!"
A sorrowful cry echoed around the Sky Sanctuary.
Sylvia looked a little puzzled.
"Was it not tasty enough?"
She shrugged. "I mean, it's not like a homemade lunch is a Valentine's Day gift or anything. So, whatever."
But then...
Thinking back to that Valentine's Day gift, Sylvia suddenly felt her cheeks flush with heat.
"Maybe I should practice making lunch first. Otherwise, I won't be able to calm down at all!"
...
Blooming Sanctuary.
For some reason, Timothy suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
"Brr, that's weird. Why does it feel so cold all of a sudden?"
He glanced around, a bit uneasy.
In that brief moment, an image of Sylvia's terrifying cooking flashed through his mind out of nowhere.
Goddess Sylvia was amazing at everything—she had a natural talent for just about anything. But when it came to cooking...
"Don't tell me Sylvia's planning to cook again!"
His mouth dropped open in horror.
