"Looks like you're getting better?"
Selyu pushed open the door, her small face dirty, as if she had just crawled out of some mine.
The miner is fully equipped, with a folding knife and dagger hanging from her waist, holding quick-satisfying jerky in her hand. Her voice was a bit muffled, looking as if she had come while eating along the way, with an aluminothermic rifle slung on her back, and a bandolier wrapped around her shoulder.
"Wait a minute, something seems not quite right here!"
Lorenzo rubbed his eyes vigorously, finding it hard to believe the scene before him.
The dignified Duke Stuart looked just like someone stranded on a deserted island, every part of her body exuding a strong will to survive. No… Rather than surviving on a deserted island, she looked more like a war veteran.
Selyu's trench killer gear truly frightened Lorenzo. Lorenzo guessed that if it weren't for her physical strength and build limitations, she might have even donned armor.
