Leon and Darya finished their preparations in three days. Although Leon tried to use most of his time trying to progress his magic or physical skills even a little bit at every moment, sometimes he felt just like stopping for a few seconds and observing the ocean and the blue sky. This time Leon chose to stay on an island. He wasn't alone… but he felt like that was some kind of bad joke of destiny.
Anyway, Leon stored many useful things in his magic box, and even Darya had some clothes and bedsheets, so on the first nights on that island, he didn't feel like he felt on the first one. Regardless, despite everything, Leon felt thankful for feeling the light of the sun after six months of living underground.
"Somehow, I feel like we are wasting time building a house here..." Darya frowned.
