In the freezing cold of the unnamed world, the sun was covered by a thin canopy of clouds. Still, the sun's rays still managed to pass through the clouds and find themselves entering a certain window owned by a certain goblin.
"Awhh~" Adam yawned as he stretched his hands. His back made soft crackles as he got up from the bed. That is, of course, if a cluster of animal fur could be considered a bed.
"I probably should have asked for a soft bed from Erden." Adam grumbled before he headed for the door. Due to how cold it was outside, Erden has been completely clothed, even in his bed.
Afyee ehat had happened yesterday, the king had graciously provided him with a full set of clothes. To which Adam could only wonder, 'Are these goblins Scottish or Irish? What's with their obsession with wearing skirts? Sure, they couldn't wear pants because of how stupid they were before, but I don't think it should be a problem now.'