In the summer so hot that it makes you wonder whether you're made of water, lying in a room at a temperature in the teens, covered with a quilt to sleep, what kind of experience is that?
Thinking about this, some nobles in the room recalled the spring not long ago.
Spring and autumn are the favorite seasons for the nobles, with temperatures neither too cold nor too hot. They wouldn't be sweating all over with just a bit of clothing like now.
They wouldn't need, like in winter, either to shiver to maintain their so-called "noble demeanor" or to make themselves look as dignified as a country farmer.
Spring is good, autumn is also good, Lynch's words made their expressions change somewhat.
"A device that can control the room temperature?", a noble repeated, "If that were true, it would be great!"
Without any other incident, this topic, which barely counts as a discussion about temperature, was about to conclude, but how could Lynch let this hard-to-raise topic end just like that?
