Negotiations with the Master Mage (1)
Inside a dining hall arranged by the training arena, 2 old men and a little boy were having their lunch. More accurately, the two old men already had their fill, and they were watching the little boy somehow devour the 7th plate of dish that was enough to fill a whole family.
Finally, after finishing that plate and chugging a jug full of fruit juice, Xavier made a content sigh and looked over at the two guests.
"Sorry for the delay, the food tasted especially great this time."
The older of the two laughed and said,
"Of course it would, you had burned so much of your energy that even shit would taste good to you."
"Haha, who knows? I've never tried it."
The two swordsmen lightened the mood with such a disgusting joke during lunchtime that Zorak felt weirded out. He cleared his throat to grab the attention and began by introducing himself.