As Roland walked to the center of the garden, he couldn’t help but to stare at it. At the end of the garden’s passageway, a small room built entirely out of plants welcomed him, the trees’ trunks and the enhanced crops formed up the walls, the vines hung overhead, spread in a crisscross pattern as if being carefully woven by someone, and among their green leaves, the glittering grapes hung in bundles.
Long story short, no chapter today. I just came home a few moments ago, exhausted and with some things to do tomorrow morning (for those who don’t know, currently it is 9:45 pm here). I’d love to translate but since I need to wake up early tomorrow to finish something IRL, I don’t want to … Continue reading Announcement #3? 4?
Three days later, Roland received a positive reply from the Honeysuckle’s eldest son. “I am willing to continue serving you, and so will the Honeysuckle Household,” he bowed and said, “I will definitely persuade my father, he, compared to other nobles… is different.”
The bathhouse pool inside the bathroom was filled with hot and steamy water.
“Do you think he will agree?” after Petrov left, Nightingale asked next to his ear.
As Petrov walked out of the cabin, his nose didn’t perceive the smell of rotten wood one would expect, the trestle at the side of the ship was obviously new, but the old wharf had been expanded to twice its former size, and walking over it no longer made a squeaky sound. Stepping on the pier gave out a reassuring sound—apparently the joints between the planks were very reliable, and the materials were also rather thick.
After the Months of Demons’ snow started to fall, the Scarlet Water River was the only path to cross through the western region. When compared with the small sailing boat he rode before, the “Lionheart” was much more spacious. It could even accommodate a simple kitchen, so even while traveling, you could also eat hot meals.