Axel sat quietly in front of the campfire.
As before, he didn't stay idle. He kept his bare feet in contact with the ground and focused on barbecuing meat once more.
It felt more like a duty than just something to pass the time now.
While he was busy, inside one of the three modular homes, the three princesses were gathered together.
They had just finished a short shower together to refresh themselves and were now wearing the clothes Axel prepared—simple nightgowns, closer to robes, to fight the cold of the night.
Their original clothes and equipment had already been handed over to Axel for "cleaning." Of course, it was just a matter of placing them inside his inventory, so it didn't take long.
It was the girls' choice to stay in the nightgowns instead of changing back immediately like the rest.
"Sir Axel… what the hell is he?"
It was Penelope who raised the question.
