Chapter 293: Treason If We Fail, Revolution If We Succeed (7)
The cold snapped Keter awake. A shiver ran straight through his bones, and it felt as if needles were piercing his body all over. It was natural that he was cold since he had been lying outside half-naked in the dead of winter. However, to Keter, cold felt different.
“Haa...”
It was strange yet familiar. When Keter was young, the thing he feared the most was the cold. Winter terrified him, only second to hunger. The summers in Liqueur were incredibly hot, but it was at least bearable if he walked around naked since no sunlight reached Liqueur. However, the cold in Liqueur froze to the core.
That was why as soon as Keter had money, he bought thick winter clothes, and once he learned to regulate his body temperature with aura, he made sure he could no longer feel the cold.
“I’m drained.”
This was the price for recklessly using Mandala, thinking that regression would nullify the penalties. Even his aura, mana, and Ein, the very things that made a Superhuman a Superhuman, were completely drained.
“Well, I’m alive because of it, so it’s not a total loss.”
Keter’s head throbbed. His body felt heavy as lead, and his vision kept blurring.
This is the worst. How long has it been since I last felt so weak?
Keter felt like he had gone back to the days when he was weak, which irritated him, but a part of him felt strangely nostalgic.
“If someone wanted to kill me, now would be the perfect moment.”
Right now, Keter didn’t even have enhanced senses, so he had no way of knowing if anybody was around. Of course, even without those abilities, he could instinctively tell there was no one around. Instinct wasn’t part of aura or mana, after all.