For a few minutes after that, Sunny was in a dark mood. But then he pulled himself out of it and inhaled deeply, trying to enjoy the fresh air. Indeed, air like that was hard to come by in the real world: micro dust and other pollutants made it rough and unpleasant, not to mention the general stench of the outskirts. In the better parts of the city, sophisticated filtration systems worked diligently — however, filtrated air tasted sterile and stagnant. Only the very rich had access to truly pleasant breathing.
And here he was, able to enjoy an unlimited amount of pristine, delicious air like a second-generation chaebol.
'Truly, being chosen by the Spell has its benefits.'
If only there was no dreadful cold, his feet did not ache, and his wrists and back were not in agony!
The slave caravan slowly dragged itself up the mountain, with more and more slaves stumbling and pe