Come to think of it, he still did not know where that big-headed Wizard Apprentice lived. He only knew where Lord Soldrich and Green were: he occasionally visited the former to share a drink, while he kept track of the latter so they could compare notes and exchange news about that merciless taskmaster.
Ruger rubbed his stomach and wondered what to have for dinner. Several more days had passed since he woke up, and he still had not eaten anything.
He happened to turn to one of Lord Benson's experiments in Reverie. His lordship had wanted to eat something different, to discover new delicacies, so this was really a series of fanciful experiments rather than a single, simple one. His first substantial dish was stone-Magic Stones, to be precise. This mad lord had climbed into the stomachs of dozens of different Hybrid Dragons, as well as certain unusual Underground Beasts. He had not merely wanted to swallow stones at random. He wanted to live on Magic Stones alone, and to live well, even using them to promote the metamorphosis of his life and the growth of his mental power.
He wanted to go far beyond those Giant Dragons and Underground Beasts, to become even more extreme and extraordinary than they were.
To that end, Lord Benson had modified his stomach into something beyond an ordinary person's imagination. It had started as a simple idea, nothing more than a wish for a change of appetite. Benson thought that becoming someone who ate only stones might change his perspective on the world. But without realizing it, he had begun striving for something better, and it had turned into an enormous undertaking. That was not merely the impression of a lowly Wizard like Ruger; even Lord Benson himself had marveled at the scale