Erwin walked to the open changing room... or rather, the wardrobe, took off his clothes, and put the change of clothes into the cabinet. Then he took a bath towel provided by the bathhouse, found a pool with no one in it, leaned against the edge of the pool, and slowly sat down, immersing his whole body in hot water.
"Phew..." He let out a long breath, dipped the towel in water, and placed it on top of his head, silently enjoying the moment.
Everyone gets tired, George and Matthew are exhausted, so how could he not be? Wearing heavy armor for a long time is nothing short of torture for ordinary humans, especially when they have to stay vigilant at all times.
However, no matter what, he couldn't show fatigue. If even he is tired, what about the others?
Someone always has to hold on, right?
Thinking about it, Erwin wiped his face with the towel.
Amidst the white steam, a child who looked only fourteen or fifteen approached Erwin: "Boss, want a scrub-down?"
