Decesions worth making
Creek...

"Here is where you'll spend the night..."

The room in front of him didn't seem too spacious; there was only one modest bed accompanied by a table and a chair.

Still, it was far better than having to sleep in a prison cell, which would undoubtedly be much worse.

Zeion glanced at Mily, who escorted him to the place.

"Perhaps it's not too luxurious here, but hang in there!" she said with a tone of regret.

"Huh... this is enough, I don't need overly luxurious accommodations! I'm used to living under the sky and sleeping on rough ground! This won't affect me..." he replied seriously.

Mily's eyes instantly glimmered as she stared at the determined gaze of the young man.

"Very well, if that's how it is! I hope you'll be alright! Good luck..." Just a few steps towards the door, Mily suddenly added, "For now, you're not allowed to wander, you can only attend the matches that occur, and after that, you'll receive the appropriate decision..."

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Mily's footsteps ech
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