Chapter - 77.1
Lucius slept like a dead man, after two straight nights of chaos. He killed wherever he went, kidnapped, and even got a hefty ransom. And now all the stress and fatigue finally caught up to him.
His body had hit the bed like a stone after he returned in the morning and since then he had not moved.
When he finally opened his eyes, the room was still brightly lit. The sun was still shining outside the window, casting a soft orange glow through the curtains. He blinked twice and turned to look at the clock beside the bed.
5:03 PM.
"Damn," Lucius muttered as he sat up. He stretched his arms. His muscles ached, and his back cracked. But strangely, he felt good. His body hurt, but his mind was calm.
"This felt so nice," Lucius sighed in relief, and when he turned to his side to stretch, he saw a covered plate of food. Lucius checked, and the food had gone cold.
[She came to check on you. Twice.]
Lucius smiled a little as he heard the System's voice in his head.
