335 I'm Still Considering_1

The scorching sun was overhead, and Otto reverted to his original form and lay on the black stone platform covered in jewels, gazing into the distance through the window with a look of contemplation on his face.

Such a blue sky today...

He hadn't had a chance to sleep at all last night. Sofia was much braver than he had imagined.

Besides, the taste of it was indescribable, and she only grew bolder afterwards.

If not for Otto's extraordinary constitution, he wouldn't have been able to crawl out of it today...

As for Sofia? She was now lying inside, soundly asleep with satisfaction.

Just having finished eating, Otto's exhaustion from last night was no less than that of a earth-shattering battle.

Dore, still so fierce...

Even with only half of the Dore bloodline, it's still ferocious...

As Otto continued to ponder his life, that bastard Moray somehow drifted over from somewhere.