Seeing Louis at a loss for words at the sight of the semi-transparent rlin’s speechless expression.
It seems now that this great sin of Lust suits him perfectly.
No wonder rlin looked so strange when ntioning this matter.
As ti passes, the duration of the eternal training grows longer.
Louis calculated that from the looks of it, in about 1-2 months, he should be able to master all martial arts techniques below level 9.
By that ti, his actual combat power will change once more.
The dreamworld of eternal training seed to last a long ti, but in reality, not much ti had passed.
When Louis opened his eyes again, it felt as if a lifeti had passed.
The black swan, who had been resting in bed, had at so point sat beside him.
Louis glanced at the black swan, whose expression seed much better, and said:
"Want to leave again, don’t you want to stay a bit longer?"
The black swan shook her head and said:
"I cannot allow myself to beco too complacent."
"Why?"
"It’s easy to enjoy ti being relaxed, but wanting to return to a fast-paced rhythm becos exceedingly difficult, and that’s sothing I absolutely cannot allow."
Louis fell silent.
That indeed made sense.
It’s like writing a novel at a rapid pace; consistently churning out ten thousand words daily is indeed exhausting, but suddenly cutting back to four thousand a day, or even taking occasional leaves, makes returning to ten thousand a day very challenging.
Without the Emperor standing up, she simply couldn’t truly enjoy a leisurely life.
Thinking of this, Louis suddenly said:
"Is there anything I can help you with?"
The black swan looked surprised at Louis and suddenly said:
"Alright, if you have ti, help gather so information on space sealing technology, the stronger the better."
Louis nodded.
The Emperor’s biggest problem is that once he stands, others find it hard to withstand the demon army on the other side of the gate.
Given more ti, when the Demon Legion enters the Star Continent, though there might be a ho advantage, the losses won’t be trivial.
The Emperor’s presence is like a narrow pass.
Because of him, even if demons want to enter the Star Continent through the Gate of the Abyss, their numbers will be limited.
The frequency of demon attacks within a short ti will have an upper limit.
From common sense, the Abyss’ invasion is a collision between worlds.
The intensity of this kind of war is sothing no single nation can withstand.
But because the Emperor is blocking the gate, the war between worlds becos a war between the Four Gods and the Ense Empire.
Ultimately, it’s reduced to minor skirmishes between so demons and the Ense Empire.
This is why Ense has managed to hold out until now.
But this situation cannot continue indefinitely.
Because as the number of abyssal demons slain by the Emperor rises, the original sin fragnts within the demons will continually rge into the Emperor’s body.
The great sin... is ultimately a highly corrosive power, and it’s not sothing you can suppress simply by wanting to.
In this sense, the little swan and black swan’s great sin of Sloth is actually the least impactful on their mindset among the great sins.
It’s comparatively safer.
"I’ll keep an eye out for the technology you need, but trying to seal the Gate of the Abyss under the gaze of the Four Gods of the Abyss is no easy task."
The black swan nodded and said:
"Sealing powers forged by ordinary ans will soon be breached again by the Abyss."
"If you find any new thods, you can contact , I know what kind of seal will close the gate."
"Okay."
However, after saying this, Louis suddenly felt sothing was off.
He recalled the interaction he had with the black swan, yet there seed to be no issues.
"Am I overthinking?"
Louis murmured.
"Are you complaining about again?" The black swan looked at him.
Louis nodded in acknowledgnt:
"I just feel like sothing’s off, but I can’t quite put my finger on it."
The black swan snorted and said:
"You can take your ti to think about it. I’ve disturbed you enough for now, let’s chat again when we have ti."
She gave an elegant curtsey:
"I hope the next ti we et, neither of us will be in such a sorry state."
A breeze blew by, and when Louis blinked, the black swan had vanished without a trace.
"Truly a windswept soul."
Louis couldn’t help but marvel.
Just right, the dreamworld of eternal training went on a bit too long this ti, and it surprisingly left him feeling fatigued, sothing it usually doesn’t do.
"Better take a bath first."
He stepped into the bathroom for a rinse.
Scalding hot water cascaded over his skin, washing away so fatigue and bringing on drowsiness.
He retrieved a bathrobe from the unlocked dinsional bag, put it on, dried his wet hair, and returned to his room.
He leaned back onto the bed, ready to close his eyes for a bit of rest.
But monts later, he furrowed his brows and opened his eyes.
"That person had a nice scent... but maybe I should change the sheets."
The bedsheet didn’t seem to have any sweat sll.
But perhaps due to the close contact with the black swan, a faint trace of her fragrance lingered.
However, Louis wasn’t fond of using items directly that others had used.
Sheets, cases, pillows, toothbrush, mug...
Anything that needed direct contact, he couldn’t accept sharing.
Yet he was truly tired now, and the thought of having hotel staff change the sheets was suppressed.
So he did not cover himself with the blanket, lying directly in bed and drifted into sleep.
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