After talking with the system for hours, Cale returned to the mansion and explained that he has had a major breakthrough. He even acted as though the tribulation had left him badly hurt. Nobody pursued him, and they let him sleep a while longer.
'Heh, sleeping is the best hobby!'
When he finally woke, he wore clothes for the first time in a long while.
Until now he had worn only his soul armor. Since the armor was made from his own vital energy, it could be cleaned with a thought and repaired within seconds, so why would anyone bother with anything else? But today he wanted something different.
He put on an immaculate white coat that flowed around him like the robes of a celestial lord, its luxurious fabric shimmering softly in the light.
The broad lapels were adorned with intricate silver embroidery, delicate filigree, and ornate metallic ornaments that looked like treasures in their own right.
