The soft bed made Mirai's sleep exceptionally comfortable. Once his pleasant slumber ended, a new day began.
The guest room was at roughly the height of the castle's second floor. Facing the gentle morning sunlight, Mirai looked down at half the view of the Count's castle outside the window.
This is like an independent fortress! Mirai felt an indescribable envy. If he could enjoy life in a castle like this, it would truly be one of the finest things in the world.
Of course, if he wanted to live in a grand castle, he first had to own a territory of his own, then build one himself.
This was probably the second time Mirai had considered becoming a lord. Owning one's own territory was something a person ought to strive for in this world.
However, in this peaceful age, earning land through military merit was exceedingly difficult. Nearly every inch of land already had an owner, so directly inheriting a territory sounded much simpler. Before that, though, Mirai knew he had an opponent to defeat: Krillin.
While he was lost in thought, there was a light knock on the door. "My lord, breakfast is ready!" It was Clarice's voice.
Breakfast consisted of pastries and milk. Breakfast in this world was truly hard to swallow; many things tasted like hard bread without filling. But the purest milk was good enough for several more cups, and it definitely contained no additives.
After breakfast, Mirai could hear the commotion outside.
It seemed that there were many people in the Count's castle.
Mirai figured the castle must be packed with people by now. The maid Clarice gently locked the door and said, "Baron, please come this way."
Hark looked into the mirror and straightened his appearance. "Huey, I'm going to meet the Count. I