Malin was somewhat puzzled as to why he had fallen asleep so suddenly the day before—usually, such an unexpected nap indicated the beginning of a very surprising adventure.
It would be a wonderful yet sadly short voyage, but this time, there was nothing.
None of the elements from the previous epochs were present, only a sleep fragmented by a lack of dreams.
How strange it was; when Malin woke up once again from his bed, he had nothing else on his mind but a sign of exclamation.
Perhaps he was truly too tired. Better adjust a little or, in the off chance of dying from overwork in this godforsaken place, there would be no one to pay his ladies a pension.
Getting up, it seemed the girls had already risen early. Malin glanced at himself in the mirror—today, he had grown quite a bit taller.
After confirming, he stood at one hundred fifty-three centimeters tall today, it seemed his paternal lineage had once again entered a period of stability.
