Chapter 237: Nightmare After Christmas (4)

The sound of breathing as if sleeping.

And muscles relaxing in sync with that breathing.

"Suu—uu--"

Jinseong lay comfortably relaxed on a pattern that looked like a child's drawing of a dream.

He stretched out his limbs and rested his head on an oak block scented with smoke from burning herbs.

In normal circumstances, it would have been difficult to fall asleep on such a hard pillow, but the faint scent of sleep-inducing herbs seeped into his nose and spread through his body, making his mind drowsy.

Moreover, the breathing similar to when falling asleep and relaxing muscles also provided enough help to make him drift into sleep.

Jinseong didn't fight the encroaching drowsiness but surrendered his body to it, and closed his eyes tightly without resisting his slowly closing eyelids. And when the thin layer of eyelids covered his eyes, only the varying intensity of gently flowing light entered his eyes, and even that light gradually turned black along with Jinseong's consciousness.

Black.

Gradually black...