Chapter 627: Return to Breeze City
The next morning, Howard was out in the yard with a scowl, airing out the bedding.
"Why do I have to stand here!" Jelia protested loudly from under the eaves, dressed in her skirt.
Howard glanced at her with a dark expression and continued to air out the bedding without a word.
It wasn’t just the mattress pads but also two quilts that had taken Howard the entire morning to take apart and wash, nearly causing him to miss breakfast.
"What’s going on, making Jelia stand as punishment?" Greg emerged from the blacksmith shop, wearing his thick blacksmith apron, and approached Howard to inquire, "What did she do?"
"Wet the bed." Howard raised a hand to unfold a quilt cover, nodding his head towards Jelia.
"This one insisted on sleeping with me last night, and then she wet the bed. I’ve been washing these since the morning, and the looks I’ve been getting from Antalya and the others are just bizarre. Didn’t you notice?"
"Me? I just came out from the blacksmith shop; how could I have noticed?"
With Greg mentioning this, Howard remembered not seeing Greg at breakfast; even his meal was brought out by Antalya.
"You were in the blacksmith shop? Came back in such a rush, what’s the hurry?"
"Hehe, you’ll find out soon enough." Greg was evasive and wouldn’t disclose much but patted Howard on the shoulder, "Don’t forget to come see me in the afternoon. Your basic knowledge isn’t solid at all. If you don’t brush up on it, we won’t feel at ease letting you out."