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Kafney suddenly froze when Annan grabbed her hand.
Her body was somewhat stiff.
Kafney's eyes widened slightly, her pupils clear as crimson glaze, filled with bewilderment and surprise.
...At this time, is Kafney's hand so soft?
The first thought that sprang to Annan's mind was this.
He had had his hand pulled by Kafney many times... but if asked for his impression, it was that her hand was exceptionally strong, unlike her appearance.
Despite having no calluses and skin that was exceptionally pale, when she grabbed Annan's hand, he was absolutely unable to break free...
Yet now, Kafney's palm was so soft it could even be called delicate and feeble.
...Is Kafney not a Transcendent at this time?
Annan was slightly stunned.
That is to say...
Did Kafney advance from an ordinary person to a Transcendent of the silver rank within four to five years?
She doesn't even have a basic profession yet...
Isn't this rate of leveling up terrifyingly fast?
