It had been some time since he was able to properly enjoy himself, and especially the refreshens and comfortability of a bathtub.
Right now he felt like whatever had happened until now didn't matter anymore, even though he knew that things would get started to get difficult from now on for him.
Perhaps not immediately but in one or two days, assassins would start appearing for his head, and his food would most probably get poisoned or tampered with.
Not that it mattered much to him, as he had Gaia in himself, and he could enter that place whenever he felt like it. No one would be able to find even the slightest trace of him.
Even though he had such a trump card as Gaia though, he never lowered his guard. On one side it was much better staying with the forest barbarians, as those guys were more direct.
