Hate me, Miss Witch!

He had not expected that the few commands he had casually issued through his Mental Imprint would be executed so seriously and diligently by that legendary mole of the Empire Capital. To conceal his true intentions from prying eyes, he had even specifically organized a culinary skills and chef exchange event in the Empire Capital. The seminar's theme was even designated as "beef." They were just short of holding a few beef-themed cooking duels.

I guess this also counts as contributing to the culinary desert of the Empire, doesn't it?

I hope Her Royal Highness remembers my painstaking efforts when the time comes and rewards me a bit more generously.

While Shiayar muttered to himself, he retrieved several sizzling, oil-dripping skewers from the gradually fading black flames, under the resentful gaze of the little white ferret.

These days, as the turbulence in the river of history gradually stabilized, not only Silver but also Shiny and Crimson awoke from the chaotic space-time. Thus, the Garden of Eden, which had become relatively quiet with Ennie's seclusion, became lively once again.

The news that Silver had successfully advanced to Mythical Rank and even pioneered a brand new Legendary Species, the Boundary Snowy Plain Ferret, made both Shiny and Crimson green with envy. How come everyone had been sleeping for the past ten years, yet only the Eldest Sister broke through to Mythical Rank? They also wanted to become the Boundary Sealed Stone Monkey and Boundary Silver Spirit!

Feeling the impending crisis of their coveted spot as the master's pillow being completely usurped by the Eldest Sister, both Shiny and Crimson were now highly motivated and began training twice as hard.

However, advancing to Mythical Rank was acknowledged as an insurmountable barrier and naturally wasn't so easy to achieve. Opportunities like Silver's, where she absorbed a supreme Sacred Relic from an evil cult, were rare. Relying purely on training meant that breaking through to Mythical Rank would depend on a long accumulation of time. Ten years was certainly not short, but it was next to nothing compared to the lifespan of Mythical Rank Pet Beasts, which often spanned over a thousand years.

At a time when all of Shiayar's Pet Beasts were eager to break through to Mythical Rank, fearing being left behind, only Jayee could sit back and relax. After all, as the last Pet Beast to join the team, it was still enjoying the special resource benefits of a newcomer, relying on the advantages of the Black Knight Mecha and the Sun Furnace, without any worry about its status being shaken.

So, while Silver was being used by Shiayar as a skewer-grilling tool ferret and the other two little ones were busy training diligently, only Jayee formed a tiny fairy figure out of liquid metal, lightly landing on Shiayar's shoulder, swinging its legs idly.

"Master, Master... The turmoil in the river of time and space has mostly subsided. Although there are still small-scale turbulent fluctuations, with your current Rank, it is now safe enough to travel."

Shiayar eyed the skewers sizzling in the black flames, "Finally, the time has come, huh."

"Since that's the case, we can return to the Main Material Plane once Ennie comes out of seclusion."

"Returning to the Main Material Plane, does that mean I can see Mom?"

The tiny fairy figure that was Jayee blinked on Shiayar's shoulder, its mercury-condensed wings fluttering slightly.

The "Mom" Jayee spoke of naturally referred to the Dawn Saintess, Su Lun. After all, its birth was half owed to Shiayar, and the other half relied on Su Lun's talents as a mechanic. Shiayar himself had only proposed the concepts and blueprints, as he wasn't specialized in the field of mechanics. Without the Saintess's help, many of his ideas could not have been realized.

"Mm... but Su Lun's situation is a bit complicated now."

"She has become entangled with the Golden Dawn... But it seems it wasn't against her will; rather, Su Lun appears to have decided this herself. I don't know her motives or considerations."

Surely she isn't here to fleece this secret organization like I am, right?

Shiayar bit into the skewer that Silver had grilled using Amaterasu, lost in thought.

Although they were close friends, Su Lun, unlike Ennie, always had her own wisdom and opinions. For instance, when she and Shiayar parted ways in Lokiya, even Shiayar hadn't known she would ultimately choose to go to Florence in the Holy Creed Kingdom. She even went on to pass the Holy See's numerous trials and become the Dawn Saintess. In this respect, Su Lun's personality was quite similar to Shiayar's own... which also made the Dawn Saintess seem like Shiayar's reflection in a mirror, always shrouded in a hazy mist, making her somewhat difficult for him to see clearly.

"However, no matter what, as the Dawn Saintess, her safety within the Sacred Court is absolutely guaranteed."

"As for the secret Golden Dawn gatherings above the Black Mist, I'll be keeping an eye on things, so her safety shouldn't be an issue there either."

After finishing the skewer in his hand, Shiayar frowned slightly, "A bit burnt."

"Understood. According to your preferences, Master, I will reduce the cooking time recorded in the recipe by five to ten seconds." Jayee's crisp response echoed in Shiayar's ear.

"So considerate. Truly my sweet little comfort."

Shiayar patted the fairy-like Jayee's little head.

It couldn't be helped. From his perspective as a transmigrator, not just the Empire, but the entire Western Continent was, frankly, a complete culinary desert. Thus, to satisfy his own picky stomach, Shiayar had to take matters into his own hands. Whether it was cooking himself, promoting his hometown's recipes in the Empire Capital, or having Ennie learn to cook as well, these were all measures born out of necessity.