"Mmnya."

Olivia, waking up from her sleep, rubbed her eyes as she sat up in bed.

"Kuh, kuh… Air raid alert! Imperial forces, full mobilization!"

Beside her, her father was still asleep. The air was dry.

"Mmnya."

Olivia was thirsty. If she kept going like this, she might face the threat of defeat by the Mandrago forces, who threatened the Empire's security every morning. With a serious expression, she rubbed her nose.

"Sniff!"

She was breathing well. Her body felt light.

Olivia carefully kicked the blanket toward Darvab and looked down below the bed.

• So far down...