I awake to the sound of creaking wood. I feel groggy, my throat is parched and my body aches all over, though I lay on a soft and comfy surface. Thank the gods I'm not dead again, I open my eyes only to blind myself so I shut them again due to being unadjusted to the bright light.

I realise it now but the soft surface I find myself to be laying on sway's ever so slightly.

Again I open my eyes but this time slowly, to give them a chance to adjust to the light. Once I can clearly see I find that I am lying under the sheets of a large silky bed placed in a lavish room of wooden build, a number drawers and cabinets located around the room with a double door in the centre of one of the walls.

Near the bed is a small sitting area, a coffee table with 5 finely carved chairs. On the table is a bag, one that I recognise as my own and a a pile of tattered silk which I recognise as the remnants of my robes, At least somethings left so I can study it's mana pattern.

In fact looking at the robes condition, it's a wonder that I'm even alive. And since my robes are over there, what am I wearing? I feel the silk on my bare skin so nothing is the answer. Ignoring the fact that I'm naked and someone must have undressed me I go back to looking around the room from my bedridden position.

Once I finished taking in the surroundings I realise what the origin of the slight swaying is. Last I remembered after that battle with the demon horde I was going to board the Dromon but I tried returning that mana to crystal form and failed which caused a mana backlash or in laymans terms, caused it to explode, Probably because I didn't study it's structure in depth.

I didn't get a look at it due to my focus on the battle but someone must have had my unconcious form taken aboard.

But alas, now I must not look towards the past but rather to the future so I push the sheets off of my chiseled form. I crawl over to the edge of the ridiculously large bed and swing my legs over the edge to plant my feet onto a nice soft rug, I then plant my hands to both sides of me and push myself off of the bed.

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Once standing ever so unsteadily I take some time to stagger from the bed to the table, my manhood dangling down and swaying with every movement the whole while.

I steady and support my self on one of the lavish chairs arms with my left hand while my right reaches out to open my bag. I opened the bag and grabbed what enchanted silk was left from my former robes and stuffed it into the bag, sealing it once again.

I pick up the bag and shoulder it, I stagger back to the bed afterwards to place it on top of the covers and crawl back in under the covers.

I've nothing else to do so I open the bag and check it's contents, it'd be a shame if someone stole something while I was unconcious especially if they stole something like a pearl of wisdom, those are invaluable so I'd have to find it who took it then kill them.

The contents of my bag were the tattered enchanted silk, 30 wisdom pearls each easily identifiable as each being a small marble with a representation of what they contain inside. E.g. The weapon mastery ones contained a shield and sword and the crafting ones contained their professions crafting materials, a log for carpenty and a metal ingot for smithing and so forth.

After the silk and wisdom pearls there were mana crystals of 3 sizes, 15 the size of my fist, 32 the size of a pebble and 20 pouches full of small mana crystals the size of seeds, I don't empty the pouchs to count due to the large amount of time it'd take. And finally after those 3 types of objects there was the magical compass he gave me, It pointed in a north-easterly direction and when I rotated the compass the pointer stayed pointing in that direction no matter what.

Now that I've inventoried my items and none of the important stuff is missing I pull out the tattered enchanted silk and begin the process of studying its pattern.

I look deeply into the object with mana sense, sensing it's pattern, exploring every nook and cranny of it's mana pattern going deeper and deeper...

I was so engrossed in studying the mana pattern that I didn't keep track of time, mana patterns are so intriguing. I'm pretty sure now that with a seed sized mana crystal I could make my self a set of clothing out of mana silk, underwear, trousers, long sleeve shirt, jacket and gloves. Everything except from a pair of shoes, I'll need leather for that.

Infact forget one set of clothing, with the amount of mana inside that small mana crystal seed I could easily make up to a maximum of atleast 53 sets of clothing made out of enchanted silk. Enchanted silk is normal silk thats infused and reinforced with mana, since I can make so much I wonder how much normal silk items I could make...

My musings were interupted by the door opening with squeaking hinges, I put the tattered silk onto the bedhseet covering my lower body then I look up to the door...