Chapter 54: S-Rank Skill?
Selene’s eyes lingered on Ethan, studying him like a rare blade displayed in a collector’s vault. She
rested her chin on her knuckles, silver vambrace glinting under the office lanterns.
"Hmm... you really do look interesting," she murmured. "But the main thing I can’t figure out—
how did you even manage to land a strike on Vandelion? He’s not the type who just gets
distracted so some random guy can hit him. So... how’d you do it?"
Ethan tilted his head, lips curling into a sly, half-smile. He scratched the back of his neck, eyes
glinting.
"I just... got lucky. Nothing else."
Selene scoffed softly, a dry, amused sound. She leaned forward, steel-blue gaze narrowing
slightly.
"Yeah, right. Surely you’re not going to tell me."