“What do you normally eat then?” I looked at them. They seemed so pitiful.

“A kind of starch stewed using tree bark.” Earl was the calmest. He pushed his glasses up with his middle finger and abruptly retched, “Retch. That thing is as disgusting as sh*t!”

“Please take us in.” Then, they started wailing together again. Even Gehenna didn’t stop them.

I understood then. Since they normally ate sh*t, whatever they had eaten today was simply scrumptious. It was heaven to them! To think about it, the Great Ghost King had only eaten potatoes and sweet potatoes but here we were eating rice and barley.

“Alright, alright, alright. Stop crying. Plant some at your place later on,” I said.

“Really?!” Gehenna jumped...