Chapter 93: The Tin Knight and The City of Struggle (12)
Dorothea thought.
I don’t really feel like it. It’s suspicious, too.
For one, there was no guarantee that Franka was speaking the truth.
No, even if there were several ways to verify whether it was a lie or not, she and Franka had once been out for each other’s lives.
There was no reason to readily respond to Franka’s request for help.
But still.
Glance.
Dorothea stole a quick glance at the Tin Knight.
Though his expression remained unchanged—which was natural since he didn’t have expressions to begin with—after traveling together for a considerable time, she could now tell.
The Tin Knight was currently brimming with excitement.
It was nothing new that what would be considered “troublesome and dangerous” by normal sensibilities was “interesting and fun” by the Tin Knight’s standards.