Dinner at the new inn was noticeably different.
Kyle sat at the head of the table, calmly observing his surroundings while eating at his own pace.
The servants were more attentive than before, carefully refilling his drink the moment it dropped below half, ensuring his plate was never empty, and even stepping lightly to avoid disturbing him.
Their expressions held a mix of respect and wariness, as if they feared offending him.
Kyle sighed internally.
'So, this is the result of my actions? It feels different from the kind of power I had in the past.'
After crushing the underground mafia and dragging a Frozen Armoured Bear through the village, it was no surprise that his reputation had shifted drastically.
Now, instead of treating him like some useless noble, people watched him with cautious admiration.
It wasn't something Kyle had intended, but he wouldn't reject it either.
Having authority and a bit of loyalty from the common folk would be useful in the long run.
