It even had the effect of permanently enhancing certain abilities.
Time flew by, and in a flash, five days had passed.
...
That day.
Early morning.
Leonard Churchill and Catherine Carter both had the habit of rising early.
In the dressing room, Leonard changed into his traveling clothes.
After spending a few days in Machinery City, he was leaving today.
There were no maids around; Catherine personally helped him tidy his clothes.
As she meticulously arranged, she said with a smile, "You're leaving today? Why not stay a few more days?"
Her tone was light, devoid of any sadness of parting.
Her invitation for him to stay was more of that sincere kind between friends.
Catherine hadn't changed her clothes and was still wearing the white shirt she slept in.
The loose shirt couldn't fully conceal her graceful figure; in the mirror, her long beautiful legs shimmered under the light with a whiteness even more pristine than the shirt.
