"So it’s an herbal-flower soup, I thought it was stewing Dream Plant Fairies," Frode whispered.
Greya raised an eyebrow: "There is indeed a part of Dream Plant Fairies in it."
Under Frode’s shocked gaze, Greya slowly explained, "However, it’s the nectar, leaves, and petals I exchanged with the Dream Plant Fairies. That plate of petals you see belongs to a Dream Plant Fairy resembling a pink tomato flower."
If it was just an exchange, then that was fine... Frode breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn’t that he couldn’t accept Dream Plant Fairies being eaten; it was just that previously, a team member of the Sin Hunting Group almost killed a Dream Plant Fairy for certain reasons, causing the leader of the Dream Plant Fairies, the Vine Demoness, to send a human-formed youth to visit the Sin Hunting Group. That youth almost single-handedly led to the collapse of the Sin Hunting Group.
Fortunately, the Vine Demoness still followed the will of the Mother Tree and didn’t strike lethally; otherwise, that Sin Hunting Group might have been wiped out.
Because of such events, Frode was quite sensitive to this type of incident.
"Is this considered Witch’s Soup?" Frode curiously asked, looking at the thick, floral-scented soup in the pot.
When Greya heard "Witch’s Soup," she visibly showed a trace of disdain: "Of course not. Don’t compare that unpleasant Witch’s Soup with the potion soup I make."
Daring to bluntly say that Witch’s Soup tastes bad, it’s probably only Greya. And it could only be Greya because what she says, those Alchemists brewing Witch’s Soup dare not refute. After all, only Greya currently can balance efficacy and flavor in potion soups. And Greya adamantly refuses to admit her potion soups are Witch’s Soup.
As Greya ladled soup for everyone, she said, "Consider yourselves lucky this time."
While everyone was drinking soup, Sanders asked, "Why are you here?"
Greya rolled her eyes in exasperation: "That’s the question I should be asking you. Why are you asking me first?"
Despite saying this, Greya went on to explain why she was there.
"I came here mainly because of a request from Lianna."
Hearing this opening, especially since it involved Lianna, the few from the Barbarian Cave roughly guessed what would follow.
As expected, it did relate to the Tea Party.
As the Tea Party approached, Lianna hoped Greya could help make some delicacies. Greya had agreed swiftly because she didn’t plan on doing it herself; she intended to have Asaz handle it then.
During this time, Lianna also entrusted Greya with another task: to help find out if there were any special ingredients native to the Wilderness of Dreams. If there were, she could make some native delicacies.
Greya was quite agreeable to this suggestion as she naturally enjoyed discovering new ingredients. Even if Lianna hadn’t asked, she had recently been interacting with Dream Plant Fairies in the wild, seeking ingredients that could be cooked.
Originally, Greya didn’t need to go to the Mother Tree’s location; she just needed to search around New City. But somehow, Lianna got wind of some information: in the city of Dream Plant Fairies near the Mother Tree, there was a leader-level Treant with silver skin that had produced a miraculous Golden Apple with a sweet aroma.
Golden Apple... The moment Greya heard this, her eyes lit up, believing it must be some kind of extraordinary ingredient. As a "food hunter," she set off.
Along the way, she also kept an eye out for other usable ingredients.
With the vehicle and resources provided by Lianna, Greya both searched for ingredients and headed to the Mother Tree’s location, arriving here in just a few days.
After speaking, Greya turned to Angel: "Is that Golden Apple for real?"
Angel nodded: "There indeed is a silver-skinned Treant that produced a golden fruit. I’m not sure if it’s a Golden Apple, but even if you meet it, you might not get it."
That Treant was one Angel had personally witnessed being born, a top-level entity among Dream Plant Fairies.
Given Greya’s current prowess in the Wilderness of Dreams, Angel didn’t think she could handle that Treant.
Or rather, there were barely any in the entire Wilderness of Dreams who could deal with that Treant, let alone a Gourmet Sorcerer who wasn’t adept at combat.
Greya likely guessed some of the situation but remained optimistic: "Let’s meet it, maybe its fruit, like a snake shedding skin, is stored in multiples. I brought the resources Lianna gave me, and if I can exchange for it, I’ll give more."
With the Dream Conch, no resources are too precious.
Angel knew well that the Treant’s golden fruit was its essential nature for life advancement and wouldn’t be exchanged with Greya, but since Greya was determined to go, Angel didn’t dissuade her.
Anyways, Greya was merely looking for ingredients. Even if she didn’t get the Golden Apple, the Dream Plant Fairies near the Mother Tree were abundant and high-quality, potentially leading to some great ingredient finds.
Greya: "I’ve finished, now it’s your turn. What brings you over suddenly to find me?"
Initially, Greya thought Angel came to stop her from seeking the Golden Apple, but from the conversation, she realized Angel had no idea about this, which puzzled her.
Could it be that Toby was in trouble again? Greya dismissed the thought, figuring if it were Toby, such a group wouldn’t mobilize extensively.
Greya’s query snapped Frode, who was lost in the delicious potion soup, back to reality: yeah, they came for the person highly attuned to the Membrane of Rhythm.
Frode abruptly turned his head to Angel, silently asking: "Could it be Lady Greya?"
Angel lightly nodded.
Sanders and Rhein, upon seeing Greya, had already guessed it.
How did Greya enter True Knowledge? Through Creation Magic.
Creation Magic means creating life. Though not in the absolute sense, it’s a step away from entering the Miracle domain of spell techniques.
Even Toby was created by Greya.
So, if one were familiar with the domain of life birth, it was undoubtedly Greya.
Greya’s high alignment with the authority of the Membrane of Rhythm wasn’t surprising.
One could even say, had it been Greya inheriting the authority of the Membrane of Rhythm instead of Sumishe, she would definitely not be as inexperienced as Sumishe and might have even created life on the spot right with the authority inheritance.
That’s Greya’s talent.
At this thought, Rhein and Sanders couldn’t help but glance at Sumishe, then sigh in unison.
Though they said nothing, Sumishe vaguely... understood.
"We came here this time because..." Angel explained why they were there. To Angel, Greya was the most intimate wizard he had in the Wizards’ Realm aside from Sanders, so revealing the truth was no issue.
Upon hearing Angel’s words, Greya didn’t pay attention to anything else, focusing entirely on: "You can already create Dream Realm life with the new authority?"
Angel: "I didn’t create it; I was merely linked to..."
Before Angel could finish, Greya interrupted, eyes shining: "Then make one for me to see!"
Angel felt Greya’s gaze was somewhat strange, but after thinking it over, he still used the power of the Authority Tree to control the Membrane of Rhythm and created a few Dream Realm lifeforms.
Unsurprisingly, the ones that appeared were mushroom life forms.
As a red-spotted mushroom appeared in Angel’s hand, before Angel could introduce it, a large phantom hand flashed by. When Angel regained his senses, the mushroom was already in Greya’s palm.
And the next second.
Greya puckered her flaming red lips, revealing sharp white fangs...