Landon woke up in the middle of the night, only feeling like cursing and screaming into the air like a shrew.
The number of notifications he received from William's near-death battle was too many, as though he were receiving several phone notifications at once.
Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding!!!~
(:Y×Y:)
With his pillow over his head, crying with no tears. He has really suffered in this life.
After fluffing his pillow for the umpteenth time, he quickly closed his eyes and began counting sheep.
He had several long days ahead of him. So how could he afford to keep cutting his sleep like this?
Time flew by in a blink of an eye, and before Landon knew it, they were already around Dafaren's perimeters.
Good... Finally, they could begin mission T.P.
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~Wheeewww~~
The sea winds blew, and the atmosphere got slightly colder than usual.
The last couple of days had been rainy, showering faint droplets below.
