Chapter 285: Listen to My Explanation
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Three AM.
The villa door slowly opened. White Knight Blood, looking weary, with his brilliant golden hair and handsome boyish face, stepped into the villa hall.
"So tired..." Blood pinched his shoulder, walking through the empty hall.
After the battle ended, he had been assigned to direct the Church's Executors in repairing the town's battlefield.
Although he didn't understand why those Church Executors were so obedient, and was also puzzled where their surreal high-efficiency repair artifacts came from.
But in just five short hours, the town, originally like ruins, had already recovered its former appearance. Of course, the cost was a massive consumption of magical power, and these short-lived Executors naturally couldn't afford it, so only he, an Ancestor of Dead Apostles, could pay the price.
Heaven pity him, the restoration of a town—Almost drained him completely. His current magical power was extremely depleted.
"Looks like I need to rest for a day!" Blood narrowed his eyes, helplessly pushing open his room door. What he needed now was sleep to replenish his magical power.
"...?" Blood looked astonished at the interior of the room. On his bed, a figure stared at him with wide, crimson eyes, looking astonished.