Time slipped quietly toward noon. The blazing sun hung high, pouring its fierce light unreservedly over the earth.
In the manor's dining room, the table was laden with a dazzling array of delicious dishes.
Exquisite silverware gleamed alluringly beneath the lights.
Rich aromas filled the air, every trace seeming to tease their taste buds and make their mouths water.
Kakarot and his companions sat around the dining table with Skana, thoroughly enjoying the sumptuous feast.
Throughout the meal, laughter and cheerful conversation rang out as everyone shared curious tales from their travels.
The relaxed, pleasant atmosphere temporarily eased the weight of the daunting challenges ahead.
After eating, everyone went to the sitting room. Skana, Kakarot, and the others settled onto the soft sofas and began discussing their itinerary.
After careful consideration, they agreed to head to Tros City together in two days.
Although his powerful Observation Haki allowed Kakarot to sense that everything Skana had said was true,
he knew full well that Haki alone could not reveal every detail. Investigating in person was the key to uncovering the truth.
Over the next two days, they spent the daylight hours wandering through the city's streets and alleys, experiencing its distinctive local culture.
The old buildings bore the marks of time, and the street performers' splendid acts drew rounds of applause from passersby.
They also visited the surrounding villages to admire the beautiful natural scenery.
Verdant mountains rolled into the distance, and clear streams burbled along, forming what looked like a natural painting.
They chatted warmly with the simple villagers, gaining a deeper experience of the region's unique customs and way of life.
They listened as the villagers recounted ancient legends passed down through the ages, experiencing the land's rich cultural heritage.
Whenever night fell and all grew quiet, Kakarot and