Silvanus had even guessed the bloody ending that would come once that strange monster caught him and Matthew. But things far exceeded his expectations when Matthew smoothly managed to start a fire, and even somehow produced an iron griddle from nowhere before beginning to roast rice cakes.
Silvanus could not help frowning, feeling that this was growing stranger and stranger. How could there possibly be an iron griddle here? This was clearly an open patch of ground, and up until the moment Matthew took out that iron griddle, Silvanus had seen absolutely nothing here other than dirt.
Yet Matthew did not seem to find anything strange about it. When he sensed Silvanus's gaze, he even asked in confusion, "What's wrong?" Then he gave a light cough, making his tone sound more domineering and decisive. "Sit down."
Silvanus: "..." He absolutely did not want to stay with this silly little brat who loved putting on airs. But smelling the fragrance in the air, he ultimately just sat down.
