Fourth Master Swan's back was torn apart.
It was bloody and seemed somewhat rotten.
Jeanne looked straight at it.
She did not know what Edward had gone through for his back to be injured like that.
It was as if something dug his back, and it looked terrible.
"Do you feel sorry for him?" Nox asked again.
After not receiving a reply from Jeanne, he asked again.
Jeanne snapped back to her senses.
She forced herself to come back to her senses.
She looked at Nox and said, "It has nothing to do with me."
Right.
It had nothing to do with her.
Jeanne had only kicked Fourth Master Swan on the back. During other times, she had not touched his body at all. Most importantly, she was not the one who had injured him to this extent. She had nothing to feel guilty about.
She turned around coldly. "I'm going to take a shower."
"..." Nox watched her leave.
He thought that Jeanne was indeed special.
