3. Move

A ray of morning sunlight broke the stillness of the night.

Rhine opened his dry eyelids and murmured inwardly.

(Time already?)

Last night, he had continued thinking long after getting into bed, making numerous plans for what lay ahead.

In the end, he had managed to sleep for little more than an hour.

His current body had not yet been strengthened through training, and his physical stamina was still rather poor.

As a result, heavy fatigue and drowsiness still lingered deep within him.

But more than five hundred years had tempered Rhine’s will into something as hard as steel.

A little sleepiness like this was hardly worth worrying about.

Rhine threw aside his silk quilt and rose from bed without hesitation.

He opened the window.

The spring rain that had continued falling until last night had already stopped.

Fresh, damp air rushed into the room, carrying the mingled scents of soil, trees, and wildflowers.

Rhine felt his mind clear at once.

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