3890 Manya

"…For me, reverse asterin is the best; it is versatile and malleable. Most importantly, it could be upgraded from Sovereign to Sky Sovereign," I said, looking at the complex formation.

There are over two hundred people, from Sovereign to Sky Sovereigns, looking at it with complete concentration as it changes forms.

It had been three months and thirteen days since I had returned to the organization, and I had not taken even a step out of it.

They have still yet to conclude the investigation, despite asking me every little question in the eleven meetings I had with them. I am waiting every day, thinking it would be the day, they would call me.

Unfortunately, that day hadn't come yet.

I pushed away those thoughts and focused on the formation in front of me and the people that are listening.

It is the celestial inheritance meetings; since I came back, I have been attending them regularly. It is one of the things, I missed the most in my journey.

The exchange is vibrant; I learn more than I give. These people are intelligent. If they hadn't been, they wouldn't have reached the stage, they are in with the celestial inheritance.

Here, every stage is a challenge; many people give up after every stage as the inheritance becomes harder to create.

I stopped and began to take the questions.

Not a single question is simple, even those for the Sovereigns, but I answered them, to the best of my ability.

"Thank you, everyone, for giving me a chance," I said as I finished and sat down on my chair and another person took the stage.

The meeting lasted until the night before it entered, and I walked toward the woman, who had joined halfway.

"When did you return?" I asked her. "Just a few hours ago," she replied, looking down.

"It seemed like, the mission didn't go well?" I asked, and she sighed. "The bastards have escaped," she replied, disappointed.

I am a little surprised; the woman is good and powerful.

I had done several missions with her and knew how careful she was and how well she planned. I have done missions with tens of people, and she is the best among all, including me.

"Come with me, I will cook you something to make you feel good," I said, and she smiled.

She is Manya; the first person, I had done the mission with she was a colleague, who became a friend.

Since I came back, I started to meet her more regularly.

It feels good and healthy.

Click!

It took us, twenty minutes to reach my suite. It would have been faster if we had taken a teleportation gate, but the night was good, and we wanted to walk.

"Do you want anything special?" I asked as I entered the kitchen, while she sat beside the counter.

"No, anything is fine," she replied, still a little distracted.

It seemed like the mission had been quite important. She had failed in missions, but I had never seen her, this affected as she is right now.

The cookbook flashed in front of me, and I tapped spicy. She liked spicy food; I had seen her eat raw, sun-searing chilies; it was a great surprise.

It was one such evening two months ago, and I was cooking when she picked up chilly, that had brought out and eaten it.

It shocked me; I know how spicy those things are. Even I can't eat them, like she had done.

Soon thousands of dishes appeared in front of me, and I selected them. I closed the cookbook and a moment later; the things to cook a seven-course meal appeared in front of me.

I started while she watched.

We didn't talk, but it wasn't awkward.

An hour and a half later, I finished, and she helped me set the table.

"You should think about teaching, culinary courses. Many would attend it," she said as we were eating. "I will think about it, after they clear me," I replied, and her expression became a little serious.

"Still, no answer?" she asked, and I shook my head.

"If it had been this continent, it would have been over already, but a different continent takes time," she said.

I couldn't help, but nod at that. It is also a little bit of a mistake; I shouldn't have been so detailed in my report. If I had not been, I would have been cleared with complete access to the full member.

My access isn't restricted as it was when I was a non-member, but it is still restricted. There are many things I couldn't do.

Soon, we finished the meal, and she washed the dishes, before sitting in front of me, by the wall, enjoying the view of the organization.

"I might have failed in the mission, but I have found a few books, that you might be interested in," she said, and a stack of books appeared on the table between us.

I looked at one on the top, and it was about the culinary. The title made me curious and flipped through it and it was interesting.

"Thank you," I said as I put the book back.

She stayed for an hour more before leaving, while I stayed in the chair for half an hour more, before putting the books in my core and closing my eyes.

I didn't go to the library, instead checked out the books. They were about culinary.

Hun!

I picked up the last book and immediately surprised me. It was not about culinary, but about wine, mead, to be exact.

I opened and planned to only flip through. I didn't have time to read, there was a formation waiting to be finished, but as I read it, I got lost and stopped only when I finished the whole book.

"I have finally found it," I said with a laugh.

I have honey, and I wanted to craft a mead, but I didn't like the formulas I had. This is one good, complex, that I will need to use my all skills; there are also materials that I will need to collect.

It is not simple mead, but a flower-honey wine.

It requires thirty-six types of flowers and I only have nineteen. I will need to find the seventeen more.

Those flowers are rare and expensive, but I have money and things. I don't think I will have much problem.

There is also credit with the organization. I had sold massive things to the organization, and they have given me, Grade VI credits. I had only spent 40% of it and I am sure, the repository of the organization will have it.

I didn't waste any time and opened my eyes and took out the badge from my chest.

"Fifteen, I need two more," I said, requesting two.

The organization has fifteen. I need two more flowers; it won't take more than a few days for me to get them, seeing what I am offering in exchange.

"You are going to be finally in use,"

I looked at berus oak trees; they are one of the best trees to age the liquor. I had planted them for the specific purpose of creating the barrels to store the liquor.

A few minutes later, I closed the book and walked toward the library, in a much better mood than I had been in the past few weeks.