Chapter 43

There was a long scar from his right eyebrow straight down to the top of his cheekbone, it was as if someone had slashed him ferociously. His mulberry hair was rough and short, and his violet eyes showed signs of fatigue.

His clothes, that resembled that of a beggar, were torn badly.

From the scars around his body, Cecil could tell he was a trained solider, and a fearless bodyguard. However, his body was thin and shivering involuntarily, there were traces of blood and fresh wounds, with scabs covering up the older wounds.

"Do I...know you?"

Even his voice lacked strength.

He must have been really fit and strong, and yet, they have reduced him to such a state...

His face features resembled Xue closely, and he would be regarded as an extraordinarily handsome soldier, if he wasn't tortured to such a pitiable state.

Kai: "It's him."

Alric: "Hi-his face is scary...and his body even scarier."