After two days on the road, the caravan finally reached the town Gru had mentioned.
The town was not large. There was only one inn in the entire place.
The caravan would be staying here for the night.
They would give the horses a good meal, replenish their food and drinking water, rest for a night, then make one final push straight to Bremen City.
The inn's food was simple: a hodgepodge stew of farmhouse root vegetables, served with smoked pork and salted fish.
Still, everyone ate with relish.
The inn rooms were cheap as well. A single room for one night cost only 1 silver.
Naturally, they were also bare-bones.
Other than a bed and a table, there was no extra space in the room. Even the latrine was shared.
But Gao De did not mind in the slightest.
For 1 silver, with free water refills thrown in, what more could he ask for?
Besides, he had spent two consecutive nights out in the wilderness and was already exhausted. At the sight of such a bed, he had no room for complaints—only heartfelt happiness.
Full and satisfied, Gao De returned to his room, launched himself onto the bed, rolled around on the slightly hard mattress, and let out a comfortable groan.
After a night of rest, the caravan set off on schedule the next morning.
Having finally gotten a good night's sleep, Gao De sat in the carriage brimming with energy, just as he had been when they first set out.
Moreover, he seemed to be gradually getting used to the bumpy journey. He had even begun trying to enter a meditative state in the carriage and practice the Meditation Art.
It was said that High-Ring Mages could enter a meditative state anytime, anywhere.
By that logic, perhaps Mage