C39 Chapter 37

“Do you believe that I’m okay now?”

Mirawadee tried to find traces of the wound, but there was none.

“I saw you get shot. Why is there no wound? And that bloody shirt of yours.”

The question that demanded an answer made Rachata not want to speak. But it’s not something to hide anymore, because someday will come. And she should know this truth.

The immortality he has attained