"Colin, did you not sleep well last night?"
Vera looked at Colin, who was yawning continuously, with a concerned look, and handed over a freshly roasted leg of venison.
Colin took it gratefully, laughed, and said, "I'm fine. Some pesky mosquitoes woke me up in the middle of the night, and I couldn't go back to sleep."
"Do you want to take a nap this afternoon?"
"No need, let's continue on the road after lunch. The sooner we return to the Golden Lion Legion, the sooner we can rest."
"Alright." Noticing Colin's decision, Vera did not insist and casually handed him a few slices of white bread.
Scholar Doan, who was sitting nearby, had an inscrutable look in his eyes since he had noticed some obvious scratches on Colin's arm as he took the food.
However, he did not ask anything.
Smart people are like that. Even if they notice something wrong, they know better than to ask about things they shouldn't.
