Adrian was in the guest room offered to him by Nolan earlier.
The room was quiet and spacious, furnished modestly yet comfortably, the kind of chamber reserved for honored guests.
A small lantern burned gently on the wooden desk, its warm glow spreading across the walls and furniture, while the window beside it allowed the pale moonlight to slip into the room.
He had been served a meal not long ago.
A tray still rested on the small table near the bed. The food had long since grown cold.
Adrian had tried to eat out of courtesy, but he could not manage more than a few bites. His mind was far too occupied to focus on food.
He was currently leaning back in the chair, one leg crossed over the other, quietly reading the spell book given by the system.
The thick tome rested open in his hands, its pages illuminated by the lantern's faint glow. Symbols, runic structures, and complex magical arrangements filled each page in dense patterns that would overwhelm most scholars.
