The fireplace in the living room is burning.
The orange-red glow of the fire, along with the fragrance of the dishes, spreads warmth to every corner of the living room.
A simple family dinner was quickly coming to an end.
In fact, at the current rank of Shiayar and the others, they no longer need food to sustain life.
For the Throne and Demigods, whose essence of life is gradually transcending, a single sleep or a trip to the Astral Realm spans decades or even centuries. If they needed to eat during that time, it might be impossible to travel.
However, both Shiayar and Enola and Silvia have long been accustomed to such family gatherings.
As Shiayar said, life requires a sense of ceremony.
"Full, full."
"Ennie, your culinary skills seem to have improved again. This level of deliciousness can be called enlightened cuisine, like the kind that would earn you a spot among the elite Ten at Totsuki."
