Lost in thought, Colin pulled on his Chain Armor Shirt, buckled on his Hand Half Sword, and strode out of his small home. He began to wander aimlessly down the main street of the slums.
For some reason, he suddenly found himself missing the life of an adventurer on the road.
It sounded a little crazy, but there was a reasonable explanation.
Back in the Roaring Mountain Range and the Boundless Wilderness, every step Colin took brought new scenery. His mind was always sharp, and with trustworthy teammates by his side, every moment had been exciting.
But now, after long hours of studying and reading, his brain felt sluggish, as if he'd gotten dumber.
To be honest, this feeling of nostalgia reminded him of his college days, when he'd missed the clear-headed version of himself from high school who could grind through practice problems with ease.
As he walked and thought, Colin's mind was a chaotic jumble of stray thoughts.
The more he thought, the more lost he felt.
