In the fireplace, charcoal burned, crackling and popping.
Leech sat in a reclining chair, a fur blanket draped over his knees, feeling warm and cozy.
He was absentmindedly eating ice cream, a book in his hand.
He rarely came across books with female protagonists, so seeing this one was a refreshing change. The woman claimed to be from a distant land. She didn't know which direction her home was, as she had lost all sense of direction on the great sea.
While crossing the ocean to reach the Lu Leiyi Continent, the ship she was on was attacked.
After the ship broke apart, the woman drifted, clinging to a wooden plank. She then washed ashore on an island shrouded in mist.
And then she arrived on the Lu Leiyi Continent.
"Hmm?"
Leech flipped through the pages, thinking he had accidentally skipped one.
No pages were stuck together, and none had been torn out. This meant that part of her experience was simply never written down in the first place.
