Psyker Ranks

I couldn't keep talking tough. His current physical condition was genuinely terrible; he was still so dizzy.

The Librarium Healing Ward was quiet.

Lin En closed his eyes, relaxed his mind, and temporarily stopped thinking about the troubles and enemies that had yet to come.

His body had not recovered yet.

He would sleep for a while and rest first.

He could deal with the rest after waking up tomorrow morning.

Those damn four petty peddlers, just wait until your daddy got his strength back...

Early the next morning, Lin En woke up.

He had slept until he woke naturally, and he felt much better. Aside from the soul damage and some lack of coordination in his limbs, he was full of life!

A minor problem. It did not affect his happiness.

He lingered in the soft bed for a little longer.

He could not fall asleep anymore. He had slept for two days while unconscious; his body had used up all the sleep it could get.

But staying in bed really was comfortable.

Morning light streamed through the stained-glass window, casting patches of intertwined red, blue, and gold across the floor and bedsheets.

Birds chirped in the distance. They were different from the birds yesterday afternoon, and he had no idea what species they were. Their calls were crisp and steady, as though even Macragge's birds kept a daily schedule.

This was so comfortable. Warhammer 40,000 actually had a place like this. No wonder the Regent had established the—

Eh~ The Regent had treated him pretty well. Better not talk about it.

The system appeared: [You're in good spirits today? Ninety-six percent of the residual psychic energy has been metabolized. Just a little more, and you'll be completely recovered.]

Lin En stretched an arm out from beneath the