About ten seconds later, the light disappeared.
What Locke saw first was a pretty snow-white face, with a trace of frightened blush on it.
Her whole face looked extremely perfect, with a tall nose, and a trace of vigilance in the sky-blue eyes. Her long hair hung down her shoulders. Although she was wearing men's clothes, she still looked elegant.
At the same time, she exuded an almost invisible noble temperament.
Overall, this should be the most beautiful girl Locke had ever seen besides Athena.
However, as he had stayed with Athena for a long time, although he felt that the girl in front of her was quite beautiful, Locke still remained calm.
"Which force do you belong to?" Locke asked, looking at Harrington.
"The No. 9 team."
The No. 9 team? Locke was stunned. It seemed that he had never heard of this organization.