Even though I was mentally prepared before coming here, knowing this time travel trip would most likely not end easily... But two or three ten thousand years, what the heck?
Lying on a wooden bed covered with knots, staring at the pristine wooden ceiling above, Leon sighed deeply, regretting why he didn't have the heart to directly refuse Black Robe Fredri's invitation.
Even if no matter how long I wait here, only an instant will pass when I return to the future, but... but this is two or three ten thousand years!
I'm not even thirty yet, which means if I'm unlucky, I'll have to wait here for a thousand times the length of my original life! By the time I return, I'll probably have forgotten what Anna and the others look like!
"Leon?"
Just as Leon lay tossing and turning, wishing he could sleep for twenty thousand years and wake up directly at home, the wooden bed beneath him suddenly opened its eyes and asked curiously:
