It was in moments like that that Lith felt how heavy a bottleneck was. Normally, in such a situation, he would use Accumulation, turning a downtime into a training session while also studying how his body was developing.

But now that option was unavailable, and being stuck in such state for almost a year, he knew his body inside out, to the point of memorizing where every impurity was located.

After half an hour, he was about to fall asleep.

“Hope the Count doesn’t mind me snoring a little.”

“Lith, why don’t we open Nana’s goodbye gift? I’m really curious.” Solus said.

“I’m not. That stingy old hag just gave me a piece of paper. I bet it’s a list of souvenirs she wants me to buy for her.”

A small friendly bet was better than doing nothing, so he took out the small envelope and read its content. Lith had lost the bet, it was a brief letter.