Kyrian was led to a small room on the second floor, with a window overlooking the rooftops of the city and the central square.
A few minutes later, the food arrived. The stew was rich and hearty, the fish perfectly grilled, and the medicinal wine had a complex and comforting flavor.
Kyrian enjoyed every bite without thinking about anything else, simply devouring it with a satisfied smile rarely seen on his face.
After finishing everything, he called the waiter again and ordered another portion of stew and fish.
He spent thirty minutes eating calmly, satisfying a hunger that went beyond mere nutrition, until he felt completely fulfilled.
He left the place, leaving a generous handful of low-grade spirit stones on the table, more than enough to pay the bill several times over.
He decided to return to the mansion and sleep for the rest of the night. He had already eaten, advanced his cultivation, and nothing else in the city interested him.
But his way back was interrupted.
