Stepping out of the grocery store, Bartlett looked down at the armguards buckled around his forearms.
The size of the armguards was just right, even more fitting than he had imagined, it seemed that the lord's arms were as thick as his. Besides the inevitable heavy sensation, the overall feeling of wearing them was quite comfortable.
However...
Would he have to wear them non-stop like the original owner? The thought just arises, only to be dismissed by Bartlett. Because it would surely bring many inconveniences, such as going to 'Sherry's Low Hum' or when taking a bath (he didn't bathe often unless going to the aforementioned place). Nevertheless, the tantalizing temptation of a 60-point strength increase was also impossible to refuse.
In the end, I might as well not remove them even when sleeping, Bartlett decided in his heart.
