After getting up in the morning, Sifa met Arnold.
"Come on, I'll take you to the dining hall."
Arnold lowered his voice. "We have a mission today."
Sifa glanced at him. "What mission?"
"We'll be going into town with some others to observe in secret. If any unfamiliar faces appear, notify Mr. Jerry."
Arnold spoke as they walked.
Sifa nodded.
When they arrived at the dining hall, people had already filled the spaces around two long tables.
Sifa followed Arnold to a seat at the long table on the left. Arnold introduced Sifa to the members seated around them.
At the same time, he introduced "Mr. William" to the others.
The Iron and Blood Cross Order's breakfast was fairly lavish. The long tables held bread, doughnuts, butter, cheese, yogurt, pork sausages, fried fish, thick vegetable soup, roasted meat, red wine, and more.
Sifa placed a fried fish on his plate and sprinkled a little fennel over it.
He also took some bread, pork sausages, and roasted meat.
Then he spread cheese over them.
Finally, he took a small sip of red wine as an appetizer before tasting the fried fish.
The bread stuffed with pork sausages and roasted meat would serve as his main course, to be eaten later.
Watching Sifa, Arnold smiled. "Is that how all Loen people eat breakfast?"
"That depends on their social class."
Sifa cut his food with knife and fork.
"People at the bottom usually make do with some black bread, or even go without eating."
"Those who are slightly better off but pressed for time and unable to make breakfast themselves usually settle it at street stalls selling cooked food."
"The middle class usually enjoys breakfast at home. They generally have housemaids with decent cooking skills."
"As for wealthy merchants, bankers, and nobles, they