Around noon, Ter rushed to Hermean Alliance. In a tavern not far from the opposite of Hermean Alliance's main gate, there happened to be a window looking out at the gate.
A couple was enjoying their lunch there. He took large strides and marched into the tavern, making a beeline for the couple. "This seat is mine now."
Upon seeing the giant, whose head was nearly touching the ceiling, the couple left hurriedly.
"Waiter, give me three plates of steaks. Make it medium rare with some blood gravy." He knew that with his size, there was no way he could sit on the chairs here. With his legs crossed, he sat on the ground. Staring at the leftover roasted meat on the table that the couple had left behind, he grabbed it with one hand and stuffed it into his mouth.
The steaks were served by the waiter in no time at all. He chewed the food with a lot of effort; his gaze never once left Hermean Alliance's main entrance.
