"Don't be so depressed. I'm more satisfied with my life now than I've ever been!"
Sitting in a recliner and basking in the autumn sunlight, he could already feel a trace of chill in the wind, making his body crave more warmth.
Preton glanced at the Crown Prince beside him, who still wore no expression, and comforted him with a few words.
"Look, now we don't have to worry about why we haven't done what we wanted to do. We don't have to worry about whether those sons of bitches will betray us, and we certainly don't have to worry about whether someone will come and trample us to death tomorrow."
"I thought living without worries only existed in stories. I never expected it to actually enter my life, and I'm really enjoying it. You'll enjoy it too."
Like all those who had been through it, Preton passed his experience on to a newcomer. "There are more good TV shows and movies here than you can ever finish watching. If you need it, you can even ask them to find a girl to come in and keep you company for a night every week."
"If there's anything you want to buy, you can have their people get it for you. You don't even need to spend the money in your account. What else could you be unhappy about?"
"Isn't this the life we spend our whole lives striving for?"
He had been locked up with the Crown Prince for more than half a year. Compared with his carefree attitude, the Crown Prince was clearly still struggling.
In all that time, he had barely spoken a few words. Every day, he looked like a dead man, as though he had never even smiled.
Preton could only try to talk some sense