Cutting

Andonara pressed her entire body against Roland's, her cheeks flushed and radiant with her high spirits. She looked incredibly happy.

At this moment, a Warrior-like man walked past Roland, pretending to spit as he walked beside him. "Tui, get a damn room."

He used Chinese.

Following the man, there were three other Warriors, who also pretended to spit with a tui and walked past the two of them.

In a few moments, there were no outsiders in the garden.

Andonara hugged Roland's arm, smiling and unwilling to let go, although Roland pulled lightly a few times… A Mage's strength was quite a bit higher than the average person's, but it couldn't possibly compare to a Warrior's.

Back in his room, Roland sat on a bench to rest.

Players didn't need sleep. As long as they didn't exercise strenuously, they could quickly recover their strength.