"I've made pepper steak, so try it. It's my specialty..." Remus sat across from Wilda and pushed her plate in front of her.
Wilda paused for a moment but silently started eating.
Remus smiled knowingly. Since she didn't refuse, it meant that his efforts here were paying off.
Wilda was no longer the lofty top Saintess, but rather a woman who had fully integrated into the secular world. When dealing with her, the simplest tactic was relentless pursuit.
He said, "I noticed there wasn't much food or seasonings in the kitchen. You haven't been eating properly lately, have you? That's not good. As the saying goes, 'Food is the essence of life.‘ Don't worry. From now on, I'll cook three meals for you a day, without fail..."
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