「The next day.」
Colin, who had grown accustomed to practicing his swordsmanship in his dreams at night, climbed out of bed.
The lingering warmth of the hot water and the fresh scent of soap still clung to his skin, making him feel refreshed and invigorated.
Colin got up and put on the new clothes he had bought yesterday.
The tunic was just an undyed linen garment, and it felt a little scratchy to wear. The breeches were woven from wool yarn, a bit warmer than his previous pants. The outfit was quite sturdy; if nothing unexpected happened, it should have no problem lasting for over a year.
All in all, Colin was quite satisfied with his purchase.
After putting on his new clothes, he suddenly heard a faint tapping sound from the bottom of his door.
He opened the door and found a rat knocking.
