Seven years later, on the Scorched Plain on the outskirts of the Thunder Domain…2

The intermittent crackling of burning firewood and the occasional rumble of thunder intertwined with each other.0

Even so, Gould was sleeping soundly next to the campfire.0

Describing him as a dead pig might not be entirely accurate, considering that Gould, having indulged in high-purity specialty rum, was sprawled on the ground in his transformed state, resembling a six-meter-tall black bear with fur harder than steel.1

Seemingly caught in a pleasant dream, Gould chuckled, clutching his heavy sword before affectionately kissing it.0

The other Rank One and Two knights were not faring much better.0

Apart from Sein and Reina, who sat farther from the bonfire, most knights were somewhat inebriated.0

Natalya was even worse off, draping an arm around Sein, her breath heavy...0