Time passed slowly. After listening to Yams's story, Lester gained a faint understanding.
He was an ordinary person, an ordinary person who had received a little favor from fate.
Born a slave, he had been unfortunate.
Yet meeting a noble named Velin had made him fortunate.
At the very least, in the eyes of this ordinary village official, this land called Qixing Territory was a paradise, a place without slaves or serfs.
"How do you view your lord?"
Upon hearing that, Yams fell silent for a moment before slowly replying, "I hold Lord Velin in respect. Though, from my personal perspective, he has many flaws, as a lord, he is far nobler than those other nobles."
"Flaws?"
Seeing the confusion on the distant guest's face, Yams smiled kindly and slowly explained, "While traveling here, you may learn about the remarkable struggles between our lord, Lord Kyle, and Lord Belder."
"I'll remember that."
Lester looked at Yams, nodded, and replied.
"It is getting late. Please rest here for a while. I will have someone prepare some food and bring it to you."
"Thank you for the trouble."
After thanking him, Lester watched Yams leave, then closed his eyes and began sensing the changes deep within his heart.
A few minutes later, Milna ran in while clutching a toy. Seeing her grandmaster resting with his eyes closed, she slowed her steps and did not dare make any noise.
Ten minutes later, several women brought in steaming dishes, placed them on the stone table, and respectfully withdrew from the room.
Smelling the food, Lester opened his eyes. Looking at Milna, whose mouth was watering, he smiled and said, "What are you standing around for? Eat."
"Ah, oh, okay."
Milna glanced at her grandmaster and lowered her head to enjoy the food.
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