Chapter 91: A Sense of Superiority

Bishui Port, the Misty Tavern.

In an unremarkable room on the second floor.

Scott sat by the window, a murky ale in his hand. He took small sips, observing the street scene outside through a crack in the window.

At the wooden table, the Beastman Bazzer was hunched over, devouring a whole roasted lamb that was golden and dripping with grease.

Beside him, Hydra Vorn's three heads were also busy with their own tasks.

The left head was focused on gnawing a roasted lamb leg, the middle head was tackling a plate of fried fish, and the right head would occasionally lean over to Bazzer's plate to steal a piece of meat. Its movements were so practiced, it was clearly not the first time it had done this.

The three heads had a clear division of labor and cooperated seamlessly, their eating efficiency a cut above even Bazzer's.

After their hearty meal, Bazzer and Vorn wiped their mouths in satisfaction, then slumped back in their chairs, rubbing their stomachs.