Please let there be a god. Please let there be a kind, meat-loving god watching over this place.
I was not walking. I was speed-walking.
Actually, I was basically running but trying to look calm, my boots clicking against the stone paths with desperate speed. My big goals of learning the laws of nature, splitting space, and understanding a Sovereign's will were completely gone from my head.
They were replaced by one simple thought.
Food.
I needed food. Pushing my mana core to its limit — only to have it fixed by a Grand-grade potion, had turned my stomach into a black hole.
"Just a scrap," I muttered, my eyes wide as I got closer to the main plaza. "A single piece of meat. A cold dumpling. I am not picky. I just need to eat."
My fast walk brought me back to the grand courtyard where the orientation and ranking ceremony had happened earlier. When I left, it was a busy place filled with arrogant nobles and a massive buffet spreading across long tables.
