Chapter 624: A Game Of Chess (1)

"Well now, who might you be? You… smell like a Guardian."

"And you smell like a racist vixen who hits children. Such a shame that all that is inside such a beautiful vessel."

"..."

"...Dad?"

Hannah's eyes started to tremble as she saw the white silhouette that was standing tall in front of her. She got used to seeing Bernard just sleeping in some sort of coma, but now, even when he was completely covered in armor, he seemed more than alive.

No, perhaps it was the armor itself that made him feel more full of life…because the armor itself felt like it was alive.

There were orange strips of light traversing throughout the entire armor, pulsing like veins that seemed to follow the rhythm of Bernard's breaths. The lights all intersect with his eyes, which blazed like a raging sun.

And with the way it latched and wrapped onto his body, it was almost like a second flesh—there was no longer any sign that it was mechanical… a living armor.