The Returning Caravan
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Hearing the maid's greeting, Kant was slightly stunned. "Good morning?"
He turned his head to look out of the window.
The sky was bright, but it was not as bright as noon or afternoon.
"Clang -- Clang -- Clang -- Clang..."
A dull bell rang.
It was the bronze bell ringing.
After ringing about it eight times, it meant that it was eight o'clock in the morning. It was not dawn but morning already.
"This...", Kant was a little stunned.
This seemed to be no different from the time when he had just come to the room to sleep.
Could it be that he had only slept for a short period of time?
Kant was puzzled.
The pretty maid pursed her lips and smiled lightly. She explained to Kant, "My lord, you slept for a day and a night. It is now the morning of the second day. I think you must be famished. You should fill your stomach with these desserts first."
On the tray, there were desserts that were similar to yesterday's.