Bab 153: Bath between Men

I grabbed Oliver's outstretched hand, feeling the strength behind his grip as he pulled me to my feet. 

My legs felt a bit wobbly, the aftereffects of my natural mana overusage visible on me, but I quickly gained my balance by indulging in the system's recovery option.

 As we stood, I took a moment to glance around the yard. 

The Aylas' mansion was bathed in the soft morning light, the dew on the grass sparkling like tiny diamonds. The gardens were lush and well-kept.

It felt conflicting to see a place so well-kept when the world here was practically falling apart bit by bit…

Step, step, step.

Oliver led the way back toward the mansion, his movements fluid and unhurried. 

I followed, my gaze occasionally drifting to the building's grandeur. The mansion was an impressive structure, its stone walls covered in ivy, with tall windows that gleamed in the sunlight.