Late at night, bright moonlight streamed through the window into the house, creating a tranquil sort of beauty.
As the "hero" who had slain seven Yoma and saved the town, Teresa was currently lying naked on the bed in the "luxurious" guest room provided free of charge by the locals, tossing and turning without being able to fall asleep.
Her long-standing habit of sleeping rough in the wilderness made her deeply uncomfortable lying on such a soft bed. It even left her severely lacking any sense of security.
It was like old soldiers who had spent years on the battlefield and suddenly returned to the rear, unable to adapt to a peaceful environment in a short time.
After struggling for more than ten minutes, Teresa finally reached the end of her patience, threw back the covers, and jumped out of bed.
Just as she bent down to pick up her clothes and put them on, she suddenly sensed an extra presence behind her.
Acting on instinct, she immediately grabbed her greatsword and threw it backward without even turning around.
Whoosh!
Yet this thunderous strike was effortlessly caught by a single hand.
The owner of that hand was none other than Allen, who had used Hollowfication to pass through the wall from the room next door.
"Tsk, tsk. I never expected an insomniac like you to be so bad-tempered." Allen casually tossed the greatsword back with a half-joking smile.
"Breaking into a single woman's room in the middle of the night is not polite behavior."
Teresa rolled her eyes irritably, caught the greatsword, and set it beside her before beginning to dress as though no one else were present.
Throughout the entire process, she made no effort to cover herself or avoid his gaze.
It was clear that the Organization had