Castle of Black Iron was the final refuge Zhang Tie had prepared for his family and friends—and even more so, a harbor where he could rest.
This time, Zhang Tie woke after sleeping for only four days.
Sleep was Zhang Tie's best way of returning to peak condition. While asleep, his injuries and vital energy could recover at the fastest possible rate. On top of that, Heller had poured an Advanced Recovery Potion down his throat while he slept. By the time Zhang Tie awoke four days later, the wounds he had sustained in his battle with Han Zhengfang, along with his depleted vital energy, had completely recovered.
After waking, Zhang Tie's first feeling was not excitement, but a profound lightness he had not experienced in a very, very long time.
Lying on the large bed in his own room in Castle of Black Iron, Zhang Tie, suddenly unburdened, felt as if he had returned to the past—the days before the Holy War had broken out, when life in Black Flame City had been peaceful and tranquil. Every weekend, his mother would lovingly let him sleep in at his attic room, refusing to let him get up too early. Zhang Tie had thus developed the habit of lazing in bed every Saturday and Sunday morning.
In winter, he would curl up lazily and warmly beneath the covers. In summer, warm sunlight would stream through the attic window and shine upon his sprawled backside as he slept. Every time, Zhang Tie would sleep until he was full, only scrambling out of bed when he smelled the breakfast his mother had made, felt his stomach rumbling, or simply could no longer hold his urine, rushing off either to eat his mother's breakfast or to use the toilet...
Only now did he realize