192 Leaning Buildings (1/2)

”Wait, hold on. You said it's been 6 days. A week's worth of ration was prepared for this trip. How could it be finished already?” Leon suddenly asked, after he adapted to the changes and began healing his body.

”We still have a day's worth of ration left, Your Highness,” Zorbek answered impassively, despite the contradiction to his prior statement.

”You still have one day's worth of ration? Why did you say that all the ration was finished?” Leon raised an eyebrow in questioning.

”Ahem… What I mean is your share of ration had been finished, but we still have our one day's worth of ration, Your Highness.” Zorbek explained.

”What?” Leon became dumbfounded, before he said, ”You guys got guts. Dare to eat my ration while I was in secluded cultivation?”

When the palace guards heard this accusation, they all put on wronged faces. Although they don't undergo the same rigorous disciplinary training like the military, their loyalty was unquestionable. They wouldn't dare eat their master's food.

Considering their present situation, even if the prince was just a commoner, they still wouldn't touch Leon's food. Leon's abilities were crucial to their survival. So long as there were ants to kill, they would not have to worry about not having clean food to eat and water to drink with his ice and fire abilities.

While the prince had been in seclusion, they had continued their search for more ruins of the ancient civilization. They managed to excavate a huge cave that connected to several ancient buildings seeping with cold energy.

Nevertheless, they celebrated their findings over a meal and drinks. However, an idiot decided to talk about ghost stories after being inspired by the ancient site and that's when things began to go south. The prince's disappearing ration had become an unsolved mystery since then.

”You are falsely accusing us, Your Highness. The food just—”

The words got stuck in his throats. He wanted to explain, but he couldn't. How was he supposed to fricking explain that they didn't touch his food, but it disappeared on its own? Even they don't dare to believe it. How could they expect the prince to believe it?

Crunch… Crunch…

Suddenly, Zorbek's gaze was attracted by the subtle crunching noise of crackers and the sight made his blood boil, while the rest of the palace guards gaped. The culprit was found, but they did not understand how the culprit was able to steal the prince's food from right under their noses.

”Aren't those my crackers?” Leon shifted his gaze and asked bewilderedly.

Lilith made a peace sign and smiled innocently.

”You have your own share of ration, why did you eat mine too?” Leon asked with a weird look.

Even if the rations ran out, the group still had plenty of ant organs to live on. She had seen how the taste of ant organs had galvanized the group, despite its revolting appearance. It was already concluded that the ant organs were truly safe to eat. It just wasn't something she herself was willing to eat.

”Your Highness! Just give the word, and I will execute this animal!” Zorbek shouted. However, Leon swept him a cold chilling gaze, startling Zorbek and forced him to back down submissively.

The prince already stated that Lilith saved his life. Killing the prince's savior was out of the question. Besides, the food wasn't that big of a deal. There were plenty of ants to eating and they have constructed their own earthen thrones to defecate in. They even went as far as creating toilet paper out of the earth, but the only problem they had was using these 'bricks' was like wiping their rears with sandpaper.

Soon, a large plate of fresh ant organs was presented in front of Leon by Damir. While roasting the food with his flame, Leon casually inquired about the events of the past 6 days with a nonchalant look.

Even if there were nothing to eat, Leon would still be fine. With the existence of the Worldspace and a plethora of herbs in his arsenal, it wasn't a problem to refine himself some Fasting Pills to satiate his hunger. Thus, hunger was never a concern.

Furthermore, he could also refine more medicinal pills to strengthen his digestive system and prevent another episode of explosive diarrhea. Instead, he would drop a big turd. But even then, it wouldn't stop the spicy properties from burning his asshole.

He was caught off guard the first time. Had he known; he could have used this method. However, he hadn't expected his skills to be used in such a way.

After listening to Zorbek recount the events of the past 6 days over a great meal, Leon popped a medicinal pill into his mouth and dropped a big turd on his personal throne. He spent the next two hours stabilizing his cultivation and recuperating with pills.

In the meantime, the palace guards have packed their belongings and prepared themselves for a big exploration under his orders.