Luna Sutton's trembling fingertips brushed her own face, and the beauty in the water's reflection also touched her face.
Suddenly, her nose began to feel sour; all the mockery and malice she and the original host had endured were entirely thanks to these damned cursed insects.
She suddenly recalled the words the system had said when it first bound to her: "As long as the host completes the strategy task, she can receive various rewards and restore her appearance~"
Now it all seemed like a complete scam.
"Damn system, crawl out here immediately."
She roared in her heart, grinding her teeth in anger.
But the only response was dead silence.
Ever since the damn system punished her by making her ugly, it acted as if dead, playing deaf and mute.
"Heh..."
She sneered coldly, pushed Mael Valerius away, bent down, scooped some water to wash her face, and cleansed away the sticky black fluid and blood.
