am-books Chapter 242
Chapter 242
“...Where else would you find a drift like this?”
“......”
“D-Don’t look at me like that.”
“What’s wrong with my eyes?”
“They—they’re the eyes of someone looking at a criminal.”
“You’re very perceptive.”
“!!?!”
The deeper he immersed himself in the story, the more shocking it became.
“......”
“...I appreciate that you’re willing to listen, but could you at least soften that stare? It’s... really starting to hurt my feelings.”
Felicia looked genuinely aggrieved, her expression bordering on a pout as she continued her story.
“I had already exhausted my heavenly mandate. It would have been stranger if I didn’t retire.”
***
Felicia was dying.
Her coughing fits grew worse, her hands trembled so violently that she could no longer wield a sword, and her vision had become so blurry that even seeing clearly was a struggle.
She was sixty-five years old.
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