For the rest of the day, Cesar did nothing else. He stopped maintaining his form, wandered his thoughts about his future, and didn't search for any kind of information about the Soul Scholar.
What he did was lay around his bed, completely feeling lost at himself.
This was the kind of rest he needed.
He doesn't need this kind of thing to do every day but just once in a while to refresh his mind. After all, if someone continues using something without a stop, it will be overloaded and will not be able to function like it used to.
That night, he slept like a kid.
He didn't mind if there was someone to disturb his sleep as it was nearly impossible to happen to happen. Well, Spencer was one case but he was an ally.
Then the next day, he woke up with a big contented smile plastered on his face.
"First day of training, huh,"
