Killer of gods

chapter 127

Claude didn't know how long he slept, surrendering to the will of sleep, for the first time in a long time allowing himself to sleep as much as he could. Tired, exhausted body needed rest, and it was not every time that he had the opportunity to rest so calmly. Reluctantly, he opened his eyes. An unfamiliar room in an unfamiliar house, last time he was very tired to look at the interior of the room, the main thing was that there was dinner, a bed and a bath. At that time, the most necessary details of the situation. Now, with a slightly cloudy look from sleep, he lazily glided over the expensive curtains that curtained the windows, a wide bed filled with expensive bed linen made of cool smooth silk and a huge fluffy carpet imitating someone's skin, but Claude had never met such an animal. I didn't want to get up at all.

Rising briskly, he gracefully walked into the bathroom, where the clothes he had washed were drying, which had already dried well. Without hesitation, the guy got dres