Bab 20: A Tiring Waking Up

Knock knock!

"Lord Hero!"

The sound of the door being rapped upon echoed through the room, accompanied by the urgent voice of a girl waiting outside.

But I was too exhausted to muster a response.

Desperately, I tried to muffle the noise by burying my head beneath a cushion, but the persistent knocking persisted, undeterred by my feeble attempts to block it out.

Knock knock!

"Hero Nathan!"

With a heavy sigh, I reluctantly turned over in bed, my weary eyes barely able to focus on the source of the disturbance.

"What?" I grumbled, my voice thick with exhaustion as I addressed the intruder.

"The Morning training started two hours ago…you are late," she informed me.

The mere mention of the morning training was enough to elicit a groan of frustration from me. I had already grown weary of that shit, despite it being only the second day.

"Yeah," I muttered dismissively, hoping to expedite her departure.