Chapter 122
Chapter 122
Giselle’s skill was excellent. A tingling sensation spread from the extremities of my prosthetics, and soon my senses became clear.
Of course, the reason I had called Giselle today wasn’t for maintenance and calibration.
I moved my fingers, which were now more responsive than before, and spoke.
"You have access to the armory, don’t you?"
Very few people were allowed independent access to the Custoria family’s armory. Giselle was one of them.
"I do. I’m the person in charge of the armory in Mother’s absence."
Giselle answered while tidying up the scattered maintenance tools. Beads of sweat clung to her forehead after the intensive work she had just finished.
"I want to stop by the armory for a bit."
"You’re a member of the Custoria family, so there’s no reason you can’t. But it’s not just because you want to look around, is it? What’s your purpose?"
Sometimes, I wished Giselle were a fool. But if she were that kind of woman, I wouldn’t have been drawn to her in the first place.
"Do I have to say?"