The slanting sun cast long shadows upon the dark wooden floor of the study on the second floor of Lanci's mansion.
The wall clock's hands had already passed half past five.
Lanci sat at the desk, flipping through several weighty books in South Crayneyan, preparing for the work that was about to come.
Talia was sitting beside him, keeping him company.
Every now and then, she would pick up a pen to help Lanci complete the half-written content in the books.
She understood what Lanci was thinking and what he wanted to accomplish.
"Did resting this afternoon help improve your efficiency?"
Talia asked.
"The answer is definitely yes."
Lanci replied.
He had rested by the stream's bench at the Saint Kray Temple after lunch as promised and had begun working again once he returned home.
Talia had also started to share the workload of Saint Kray Temple.
