Just about 8 days left.
That number sat in the back of Nero's mind like an annoying guest who stayed too long.
The 2nd Trial countdown kept moving, and while most awakened people were probably panicking or training themselves half to death, Nero already knew what mattered to him.
First on the list?
More waifus.
Always more waifus.
He had spent enough time in Legendor to pick up on something strange about the skill difference between the locals and his summons.
If he compared any random craftsman or warrior from the city to even his R-tier girls, the gap was obvious.
Not extreme, but definitely there.
His R-tiers were simply better.
More cute…
And definitely more reliable.
… Maybe around a third better if he had to guess.
Is that an exaggeration?
Maybe.
But the pattern is too consistent after some observation so far.
Aria's old explanation floated back to him with that cheerful tone she always had.
