Ange Watson opened his eyes and climbed out of bed.
He rubbed his temples, feeling somewhat fatigued. Although connected dream realms also counted as sleep and thinking required much less energy than when awake, the continuous high-intensity military exercises took their toll.
It was like a prolonged dream that significantly affected Ange Watson's normal rest.
However, as a Paladin, he could hold on, he just needed to extend his afternoon nap a bit.
Just after he got up from the bed, a concerned voice came from beside him, "Ange, are you alright?"
Ange Watson quickly got up from the bed and knelt before the person, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I am just a little tired."
The one who had been waiting by Ange Watson's side was none other than the current Emperor of Laine, Price Lein.
