Chapter 53
Chapter 53
The climate of the Accretia Empire was desolate. It didn’t rain often.
I looked out the window from Gilda’s repair shop. Murky rainwater was tapping against the windowpane.
Swaaaaaaa.
Occasionally, rain poured down like this. It wasn’t pleasant weather. When the rain dried, dark, grimy stains remained like mold. The rain was toxic, mixed with impurities to that extent.
“When it rains, my prosthetics ache for no reason.”
Gabriel grumbled while sitting in the repair chair. It wasn’t just a feeling. The rain in the capital, Akbaran, carried a lukewarm warmth. It negatively affected machines and prosthetics.
Machinery and prosthetics with inadequate waterproofing would break down if exposed to rain for long periods. Indeed, after rainfall, noticeably more people visited the repair shop.
“Gabriel, it’s been a long time since your last waterproofing, hasn’t it?”
Wearing her work clothes, Gilda spoke as she repaired Gabriel’s prosthetics. Gabriel’s limbs were wide open, clearly revealing their internal components.
Meeting after such a long time, Gilda welcomed me warmly as if seeing a real brother. I had almost forgotten her face as well.
Right, let me recall Gilda once more. She was the woman I rescued from that gang’s office. She had endured miserable months, confined by those lowlifes. Perhaps due to her bright and resilient personality, she overcame it and was now running this repair shop well.