Chapter 508: A terrifying way to eat
The traveler seemed short on money, and his clothes were ragged, but despite his straitened circumstances, some of the more observant people in the inn's common room did not dare look down on him.
Two people drew the most attention in the room: the Holy Knight and the newly arrived traveler.
Naturally, no one could casually gossip about the Holy Knight, so the conversation now centered on the new traveler.
At a table some distance from Leit, several adventurers whispered among themselves.
"Hey, where do you think that man came from? His coat looks like it was torn straight out of a pile of rags."
One of his companions spooned some diced meat into his mouth, chewing as he watched the traveler a dozen or so meters away with what he thought was a discreet gaze.
"There seems to be something wrong with his left leg. Aside from that helmet, which looks more like a hat, he's barely wearing any armor. But he's definitely an expert swordsman!"
At his words, the others, already somewhat curious about the traveler, immediately turned toward their companion.
"How so?"
"How can you tell?"
The man chewed his meat thoroughly and swallowed, then lowered his spoon in a gesture for his companions to settle down.
"Don't stare at him. That man's senses are extremely keen. He might look like he isn't reacting, but that's only because he can't be bothered with what's happening around him, or doesn't think it's worth his attention."
"You might not have noticed, but when he handed the innkeeper his money just now, there were pronounced calluses at the web of his right thumb and along his first knuckles. More importantly, look at his scabbard."
"His scabbard? It looks pretty battered..."
The companion who