Whiterun Island, the fields of the castle camp.
Jiang Han stood by the window of an exquisite little coffee kiosk beside the fields, rubbing her still-damp long hair with a soft blanket.
"Hmm, hmm-hmm~ hmm~ la-hmm~"
She kept piecing together a tune out of meaningless sounds. Though her body was still somewhat tired, she was in a good mood.
"Ha~" Taking a deep breath of the pleasantly chilly air, she gave a little gulp, shut the window, and trotted over to the table where the hot coffee awaited. After sitting down, she cradled the coffee in both hands.
She had just finished bathing. After training, she had dragged her exhausted body into the shower, then soaked in the hot spring for a while. It was simply the best way to ease muscle fatigue.
Though they could use magic power to make up for physical strength, mental and muscular fatigue could not be relieved so easily.
She needed a proper rest.
There was also a vanity mirror on the table for her use, along with a set of cosmetics retrieved from camp storage and placed here.
With a qualified butler, there was simply no need to worry about such things.
She picked up her makeup tools.
The Jiang Han in the mirror looked even more youthful than usual. She seemed to have put on a little weight recently, her cheeks growing rounder. It was far more pleasing to the eye than her previous gauntness. Her eyes remained large and beautiful as ever, with a smile always hidden between her brows and eyes, making what had once been a gloomy, aloof arrangement of features look somewhat sunnier.
Her long bangs nearly covered her eyes. She needed to consider getting them trimmed—and selling the cut hair to Angelite...
That was stipulated in the