After being sent out, Harald composed himself, tidied up, and finally passed Lodbrok’s inspection, granting him reentry.

“You’re in much better shape now,” Lodbrok remarked approvingly, nodding as he examined Harald’s state.

The mana Harald had expended to warm himself up had inadvertently primed his mana circuits, leaving him in an optimal state. The room had been cleared of all furniture, leaving only an empty space with a blanket where Ash’s bed once stood.

“Hand me a sword.”

Theo unsheathed a Deathbite sword from his side and passed it to Lodbrok. Without hesitation, Lodbrok cut his fingertip, letting his blood …