During the day, he was locked in a sealed container and carried around for an entire day. Only at night could he relieve himself, eat a piece of black bread mixed with wheat husks, dirt, and even pebbles, along with a cup of water, before returning to the sealed container to sleep.
Klein had not endured such days for too long—only a little over ten days... Haha...
"Bang—"
The container suddenly jolted. Klein did not pay it much mind. Although a Sequence Two angel was carrying him, this was not the first time he had been "accidentally" bumped over the past few days.
But why had they stopped moving after this? Wait, had they laid him flat?
"Click—"
"Hm?"
Klein was stunned when he heard the container being opened. Why were they resting so early today?
He reflexively narrowed his eyes. After adjusting somewhat to the light outside, Klein looked at Bonova, who quite naturally tossed him a bottle of potion.
Were they really resting already today?
No, something was wrong!
After drinking the potion and regaining his ability to move, Klein sat up in the container and sensed the dampness in the air, along with a faint fishy saltiness...
Was that... sea breeze?
Although Klein had not lived in a coastal city before transmigrating, he had visited the seaside before and was no stranger to this distinct air.
Klein's sharp hearing had even picked up the sound of waves. They were not far away, and he was currently in a neatly furnished room.
An inn in some coastal city?
"Take a bath, change your clothes, then head out to sea."
After saying this, Bonova stood by the window and stared blankly outside.
Was he worried about his eldest sister?
Klein gave it only a little thought before no longer