Bab 91: Chapter 93- 15 January 2031

"Really slipped up…" Avendial mumbled, his voice barely breaking the stillness of the room. He blinked his eyes open, the blanket pulled snugly up to his chin. The space around him was quiet, soft shadows dancing lazily across the walls from the gently swaying curtains.

He took a moment to take in his surroundings—simple furniture, muted colors, and an overall vibe that screamed: hotel room.

'....Did I really sleep that deeply?' he thought, tilting his head slightly as a light confusion washed over him, realizing that the accumulation of physical and mental exhaustion had caused him to sleep like this, even though it was unusual.

In his past life, he hardly took these deep naps, given that he needed to survive each day inside the tower. His body clock had been set to keep him half awake, even while he was sleeping, to be prepared for any problem.