Kyle let out a moan of pleasure, as he sank in the warm, hot bath. So good!
Lynette’s inn was a top-notch establishment, a stone mansion renovated into a resort for adventurers and merchants; he had his own room with a king-sized bed and full access to a private bath in the back.
Kyle had left his clothes and weapons nearby, just in case. He had had a nasty experience with a n***d ambush in the past, and it didn’t hurt to be paranoid.
Kyle glanced at the copper plate around his neck. Following Ogron’s ‘last meal,’ the adventurer guild had upgraded him and Sen to copper-rank adventurers. Of course, from what he had gathered, the guild itself still had no idea how to handle the dragon and simply decided to follow due process until King Gardemagne or the Shining Crusade ‘settled’ the matte
