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Finally, having fully recovered, Reynold headed to the tavern; his stomach urged the battle mage to have some food, and his throat was parched.
Entering the tavern, Reynold, again, without looking around, confidently walked towards the bartender.
- Could you please bring me a large, juicy, and satisfying steak and a mug of ale? And, if you would, tell me if that fair-haired man who was looking for the general has come here again? We left together.