Fifteen Years Old
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"You're asking me how the corpse looked like?"
Even in the darkness, Lucy's voice was still very soothing to the ears, like the peal of silver bells in the autumn wind. With a little bit of hesitation, she began to describe the outlook of the corpse to Lin Sanjiu. "The corpse looked fat, and it was huge and tall. I was pretty far away from it, and if it weren't for its imposing appearance, I might have overlooked it."
Lin Sanjiu's limbs suddenly went weak, and she almost plopped on the floor.
'It wasn't Puppeteer. The corpse she saw wasn't Puppeteer. Thank goodness.'
She aspired a heavy sigh and buried her face into her palms. For a moment, she was so overwhelmed by a surge of happiness that she almost jumped up.
"Thank goodness it's not him..." Lin Sanjiu mumbled, slurring her words. "That corpse you saw… It's Polva. If it's Polva, then it should be okay."
"Huh? What do you mean by it is okay?"