In the bedroom on the second floor, Horn lay flat on the four-poster bed, eyes tightly shut, yet he wasn't fully asleep.
The issue of clockwork guns' production, the Moon Pool issue, the military uniform issue, the magic potion issue…
Horn lay on the bed, clearly too tired to keep his eyes open, yet these troubles kept swirling in his mind, preventing him from drifting into deeper sleep.
But half an hour quickly passed, and Horn had no choice but to sit up and face the harsh reality.
"Fuchev, have the monks of the Saint Father's Association all arrived?"
After the expansion of the Child Soldiers, Duvalon, René, and others, who used to partly take on Service Soldier duties, barely had the time to accompany Horn.
After some discussion, Fuchev volunteered to become Horn's Service Soldier.
After this period of training and adequate nutrition, Fuchev's face had become much rounder than before. Perhaps under René's influence, she also showed a near-cold demeanor.
