Bab 402: At Enyingrad

"Nom...nom...nom..."

The sounds of chewing filled the air, accompanied by the clinking of utensils against a bowl, a steady cadence of someone savouring a long-awaited meal.

The air carried the aroma of freshly baked bread, the warmth of soup, and the refreshing coolness of water.

At a worn wooden table, a pair of hands grabbed a piece of bread. Each bite carried a desperate hunger as if the person hadn't tasted food for years.

The hands then reached for a bowl of soup and began to consume the nourishing liquid.

Finally, a cup of water was lifted to parched lips, completing the replenishment procedure.

Amidst this scene, Albert looks at the driver who had got him out of the kingdom with a discerning frown.

Disgust clouded Albert's expression as he watched the driver devour his meal with a lack of decorum.

"Can't you eat properly?" Albert remarked.