"That's to be expected," Arabel said with a deep sigh, after receiving confirmation from Irina about her concerns.

"Heh, sis, you shouldn't be so worried," Sierra said with a laugh, addressing Arabel through her Soul Force. All this time, she was quietly eavesdropping on their conversation.

"What are you talking about, big sister?" Arabel couldn't resist asking.

"I'm saying that you're unnecessarily worried about Rank 6 creatures coming to your world," Sierra clarified.

"Yes, the restrictions have been lifted, and now they can come, but they won't do it."

"And there are several reasons for that."

"First of all, they are not just creatures of their world, but rulers of their territories. If they leave, their lands will be left unattended and unprotected. Have you forgotten what happened after the disappearance of the Womskinner race Queen?"

"Secondly, they are only sixth-rank beings from the middle world. Their incomplete domain and power are closely related to their homeworld. Once they are here, they will lose the help of their world, therefore, they will lose the power that makes them the strongest in their own world."

Arabel knew that all the elemental worlds were mid-level worlds, and the sixth rank was the highest.

From Sierra's words, Arabel began to realize that perhaps the power of sixth-rank beings in the elemental worlds was directly related to their territories.

In Junonia, to reach the sixth rank, one had to create one's own Bloodline Domain or join an existing one. As Arabel understood it, Bloodline Domains are a collection of laws.

However, sixth-rank creatures from the elemental realms do not possess a full-fledged Bloodline Domain. Perhaps their territories play the role of Domains for these powerful creatures.

As Sierra said, as soon as these creatures set foot on earth, they will not only lose touch with the source of their power, but also leave their territories unprotected.

Realizing this and realizing that the chances of an early encounter with creatures of the sixth rank are low, Arabel relaxed with a sigh and even smiled.

"Sorry for the wait," the waitress said, just at that moment starting to bring their orders.

"Let's have breakfast," Arabel suggested with a smile, breaking the slightly oppressive atmosphere.

Irina, noticing Arabel's rapid change of mood, couldn't help but pay attention to it. However, she was quickly distracted by the pleasant aroma of the dishes filling their table.

"It smells so delicious!" — Iona inhaled the fragrance, and her stomach even rumbled, which made her blush slightly.

After making sure that no one noticed her reaction and that everyone was busy with their orders, Iona quickly calmed down.

Irina was confused.

During her stay in this world, she had tasted many dishes and thought she knew a lot about the cuisine of this world, if not everything.

However, the fragrance that came from the dish in front of her and its appearance were completely unexpected.

Seeing Arabel, Milena, Ned, and even Iona eating with pleasure, Irina eagerly began to eat her portion.

As soon as she put a piece in her mouth and her tongue touched the juicy dish, the taste buds seemed to explode from the incredible taste, for a moment making Irina forget about everything in the world.

It was an indescribable feeling. She had never experienced anything like this before and did not even think that simply eating could be so exciting.

"Sofia is making rapid progress in her skills," Arabel noted.

"As soon as she reaches the Platinum rank, she will surpass me and Dan in cooking," Arabel was sure.

But she didn't feel sad about it.

"After the Disaster, we will have a great teacher and partner to improve our cooking skills," she thought happily.

Arabel looked around the kitchen, where Sofia was working day and night. As Arabel knew, Sofia did not get tired, but, on the contrary, enjoyed her work. It seemed that instead of being tired, she was filled with energy and strength.

The twins, Edgar, and Sofia's own mother, Valeria, helped her a lot in this.

Suddenly Arabel felt a slight push from Milena. She silently pointed her head in Irina's direction, and, looking there, Arabel noticed with a smile the familiar amazed and slightly confused look that always appears in those who try the cuisine of a new world for the first time.

"You could say Sofia has a new fan," Arabel whispered to Milena.

"That's for sure," Milena replied with a smile, continuing to enjoy her dish.

Anyone who had ever tasted the food prepared by Sofia, Arabel and Idan could no longer perceive ordinary food as such.

"I hope she doesn't become like Aliya, obsessed with food," Arabel thought, remembering what a gourmet Aliya had become, never missing an opportunity to visit a restaurant at every opportunity.

Irina was very shocked. Not only on the taste, but also on how useful this food was for cultivation.

Although the current dish couldn't give her much strength, Irina understood that it was due to her high rank. But for creatures of the initial rank, this food will not only be useful, but can also significantly accelerate their development.

This discovery was both surprising and frightening.

"If this cuisine becomes widespread, then the number of cultivators will not only increase, but their strength will grow rapidly," she thought.

Tearing her eyes away from the dish with difficulty, Irina looked towards the kitchen, where several people were working. She immediately noticed Sofia, the one who was behind the preparation of this amazing dish.

A dangerous light flashed in Irina's eyes, but she quickly suppressed it, feeling the pressure of a familiar force that seemed to warn her about the need to behave decently.

Samuel was so amazed by the taste of the ordered dish that he forgot about everything in the world. He devoured it greedily until he had eaten every last crumb. But even that didn't seem enough to him.

Remembering Arabel's words that they could order anything they wanted at her expense, he didn't be modest and called the waitress over to order more. Iona, who had also finished her dish, joined him.

"You can order more if you want," Arabel suggested, seeing Irina staring thoughtfully at the empty plate in front of her.

"Thank you, of course, but I think that's enough for now," Irina said, although in fact she wanted more. She decided not to violate her dignity as a fifth-rank being.

"Okay, then let's continue our conversation," Arabel suggested.

Irina sighed and nodded in agreement.