Lyon's nose slightly twitched before he turned around and saw a steward bringing a silver tray. The glistening food was already feasted by his eyes before it even landed on his plate.
"Sorry for the wait," said the steward as he make a slight bow.
"Huh?" Hilde's senses came back just as she heard the steward's voice.
The steward carefully placed the dishes right in front of them before leaving with another bow after he was done serving.
Lyon spare no more seconds as he grabbed the fork and knife.
"Err, did I hear you right?" asked Hilde as she made a wry smile.
Lyon had yet to pierce the meat with his fork before he looked up, "Huh? What do you mean?"
"That you want to kill Hezar?"
