Chapter 177 – ​177

In ​the ​dead ​of ​night, ​Euro ​woke up and ​pushed ​open ​his ​eyelids. ​In the silent room, ​only ​the crackling sound ​of the firewood ​in ​the ​fireplace ​was ​vivid.

At ​the foot of ​the ​bed ​lay a hot ​water bottle—made of hard ​iron, filled ​with hot ​water, and ​wrapped in ​thick ​cloth. ​The warmth heated ​the inside ​of the blankets, so ​he wasn't cold at ​all.