Skill Extraction: Exploring Dungeons-Chapter 705 - 623: Returning Home_2

Kreya opened her mouth, her voice trembling slightly and stammering a little, "A... Auntie."

Auntie Amisha noticed that Kreya was a bit nervous, so she immediately walked up with a smile, holding Kreya's hands warmly.

"You must be Kreya, such a beautiful girl. That rascal didn't bully you, did he?"

"No, no, he didn't."

"That's good. Come in quickly and tell me about you two." With that, she took Kreya's hand and led her inside.

Kane immediately followed them.

Auntie Amisha then brought the two to a sofa by the living room, where Kane saw a centaur-themed sofa rug.

A warmth flooded his heart.

Kreya, being led by Auntie Amisha, felt it was quite natural and sat right down.

"You two wait here for a moment; I'll grab some snacks and tea for you."

Saying so, Amisha prepared to leave.

Kreya opened her mouth to decline, but Kane gently pulled her aside and whispered, "Auntie is quite confident in her culinary skill, so it's best not to refuse."

The kitchen was open, not far from the living room, and they could still hear Auntie Amisha's voice coming through.

"Kane often mentioned you in his letters, saying you helped him a lot. Thank you so much."

Soon, Amisha brought two servings of tea and snacks and started a casual chat after placing them in front of them.

Not long after, a little blond boy burst through the door, looking at Kane with surprise, and the two embraced tightly.

This was indeed Uncle Gemu's son, Little Gemu, who had strong feelings for Kane.

However, Little Gemu seemed a bit shy. Usually a bold and carefree kid, he hesitated to greet Kreya.

Perhaps it was Kreya's strong combat aura that gave the child a hint of danger.

Uncle Gemu only returned at dusk.

Seeing Kane, he walked over with joy and gave him a hearty hug.

The two then sat by the dining table, chatting, while others around listened in.

"Truly remarkable, Kane," Gemu laughed heartily, patting Kane's shoulder.

He was engrossed in Kane's brief stories of his experiences.

Then Auntie Amisha began cooking. After being tense for a while, Kreya soon found her strengths and jumped in to help.

With superior culinary skills and swift knife work, Kreya quickly won over Auntie Amisha. She felt incredibly grateful that Kane had such a fiancée, thinking it must be a blessing from the Mist.

Amisha gladly listened to Kreya's little tricks for making delicious meals.

As the table filled with dishes.

When everyone started eating.

"So good! This, this is too good!" Little Gemu stood on his chair, his expression dramatically exaggerated as if he had discovered a new world, shouting excitedly.

Food crumbs lingered on the corners of his mouth.

Although Auntie Amisha was also amazed at the deliciousness of the dishes, she still found a hand to spank Little Gemu on the butt.

"What kind of behavior is that? It's really rude, sit down properly."

"This is Kreya's cooking, very impressive, much better than I can do now," Auntie Amisha explained further.

Uncle Gemu exclaimed in surprise, "Indeed, it's too tasty. No wonder Kane looks more robust than before since he returned."

"You're too kind," Kreya replied, her face slightly red.

With Auntie Amisha purposefully drawing her into conversations, it didn't take long for Kreya to blend in with the family's chatter.

By evening, having feasted and had their fill, Kane and the others prepared to leave.

Before leaving, Kane wanted to bring Uncle Gemu's family into the Guild Hall, but both Uncle Gemu and Auntie Amisha declined.

They said they were accustomed to a simple life, and too much power would only complicate their days.

Moreover, upgrading the place as a supply station for the forward camp has made it safe enough.

Then Kane suggested bringing Little Gemu into the Guild Hall, which would ensure him better prospects in the future.

Faced with their son's future, they agreed, imprinting a tawny Lamp Mark on his hand with Little Gemu's eager expression.

What followed were various warnings about Little Gemu's current great strength and the need for caution.

With Uncle Gemu's consent, Kane immediately took Little Gemu into the Guild Hall, leaving him with the Knight Order for simple training until he could control his strength.

Watching Little Gemu's excited face, Kane's smile grew brighter.

The Knight Order's training was well-balanced yet rigorous.

He hoped Little Gemu could maintain that exhilarated spirit post-training.

Then Kane bid farewell to Uncle Gemu's family and headed towards his long-unvisited home.

Arriving at his little stone house, he saw the newly constructed buildings around it, noting his stone house was now in the central area.

It seemed somewhat out of place among the modern surroundings.

But Kane had no intention of tearing it down to rebuild, thinking it was the heritage left by his parents of his original body.

Then Kane pushed the door open and went inside.

"Is this where you stayed as a child?" Kreya asked curiously as she wandered around the house.

Kane looked at the tidy house, surmising Auntie Amisha's family often came to clean.

"Yes, I grew up living here."

Kreya picked up a simple homemade fishing rod, looking at it with interest.

"I made that myself when I was a kid to catch fish."

Then Kreya found various tools for making bows and arrows, and some spare arrows in the room, along with some hunting outfits that were clearly too small and must have been Kane's childhood clothes.

"What's this?"

Curious, Kreya picked up a small notebook from a drawer, noticing it was filled with characters she didn't recognize, coupled with some simple drawings.

Kane looked at the notebook, filled with nostalgia. It was something he wrote soon after coming to this world.

At the time, he felt utterly lost and confused.

Back then, he carefully observed and gathered all the information about this world, noting them in Chinese characters.

He then used this information to consider his subsequent plans, and those simple drawings were some simplified images from when Kane started hunting Magic Beasts later.

"That's more or less a record of my hometown memories."

Having heard that, Kreya nodded, then carefully placed it back in the drawer.

She assumed the writing was in some ancient language of the town and didn't find it odd.

After all, this world's vastness and diversity of races meant there were tons of unique scripts.

The common language of communication was mainly thanks to the Mist's universal tongue.

Successfully integrating into the world or becoming a part of the Dungeon of the Mist would automatically bestow this language.