I rested in a room in the private residence on Predator's Island. Resting here felt truly different. It was like being at a resort in the outskirts, perhaps?
"The scent of various women wafts from the bed. They certainly got around a lot in such a short time."
Looking at it this way, they were just like high school girls. Playing wildly, running around frantically. A small laugh escaped me.
"Hoo."
Recalling what I heard about Lord Grant made me sigh involuntarily.
"I thought it was strange how I kept getting entangled with him, someone who strangely recites sins. I even obtained Holy Relics after overcoming near-impossible crises."
It felt like there was something more to it than just mere coincidence. Otherwise, how could it be explained? My life isn't some web novel.
I lay back down on the soft pillow. But sleep wouldn't come. My mind was too complicated.
"At this rate, I'll never sleep. My mind keeps getting tired."
