"That'd piss me off if I wasn't resigned to being stuck like this till I conquer a world," the book said, sounding surprisingly weary. A couple years as a book was a very long time, even as an incredibly long-lived Overlord. He was sick of it, and could she blame him?

Then he bounced right back, as if none of that ever happened. "So all this is spring, huh? How far can you reach with it?"