Chapter 569: The Holy See (1)
A dining table was surrounded by a cozy warmth. The dishes being served were an ordinary loaf of bread, some homemade soup, thick strips of bacon, and fried eggs. Steamed or baked potatoes were piled up in a separate basket.
“Ah,” Eugene let out a sigh.
As he was putting some bacon and a fried egg onto a slice of bread, he suddenly realized something.
“So this is just a dream,” he muttered to himself.
He turned to look in the direction that a rattling sound was coming from. A woman wearing loose house clothes with an apron pulled on top was standing in the kitchen. He knew what she was doing. She was grinding her coffee beans to make herself some coffee.
Eugene didn’t enjoy drinking coffee enough to have the patience for such an onerous task. He knew that she should also feel the same way. However, as part of a quiet and leisurely daily life, even cumbersome tasks like those could become a pleasure.
Eugene silently laid down the fork he was holding.
Then he tilted his chair backward and was lost in thought for a few moments.
How long had this dream been going on for? It seemed to have lasted quite a long time. He wondered just what he had been doing before finally realizing that this was all a dream. Just what kind of life had he been living out in this dream?