The Divine Armor of the Old Century（Book 1）

Chapter 166

"Are you pretending to be asleep?"

Yawei gazed at the small figure on the bed. Although she made no sound, having cared for Selu for so long, he knew the girl was already awake.

Busted, Selu slowly sat up. She had slept well, and she seemed much more spirited.

"This reminds me of when you first came back home," Yawei said nostalgically.

When Selu returned from Gallunalo, she was filled with distrust of the world. At that time, she didn't even understand what the Stuart family was, much less the concept of family. She was like a wild cat, hiding in various corners of the mansion, restless even in her sleep.

This situation persisted for a long time before it improved, as if the girl had started trusting the world again, or perhaps she had simply learned to disguise herself.

"Lloyd taught me that if something feels wrong when you wake up, pretend to be asleep and observe your surroundings," Selu said.

Lloyd might have been the most influential person in her life. That second-rate detective had imparted many strange pieces of knowledge to Selu, which still affected her actions.

"He said he learned this after countless beatings, like when an enemy captures you and locks you up. If you wake up, they start torturing you. It's better to keep your eyes closed and play dead to avoid the pain."

It sounded unconvincing and despicable.

"Quite unexpected. It doesn't seem like something he would say," Yawei remarked, pleased to see Selu in good spirits.

In Yawei's impression, Lloyd was far from neurotic. To him, Lloyd was a very dangerous individual, and it was all just an act.

"Indeed, at his core, Lloyd is a demon hunter. These are just things he learned at the Royal Academy of Arts. He said that blending into the crowd with a cheerful exterior was more effective than wearing a stern face," Selu recalled, evaluating Lloyd's flawed and malicious personality.

"So, where am I now?" She looked around the room. It was devoid of decoration, filled with cold steel and pipes, like being inside a giant machine with a room built in its gaps.

"I don't know. They blindfolded me on the way here. It seems they don't want anyone to know this place," Yawei replied.

"Am I not a shareholder? How do I have no rights at all?" Selu joked, but her expression remained cold. She knew she wasn't really a shareholder. The Purification Bureau found her difficult to handle, so they gave her a nominal position as a concession.

That was a pure violence organization, only accountable to the queen in the Platinum Palace. Apart from orders from there, no one could command them.

Efficient, decisive, cold—abandoning all weakness and hesitation, forsaking all human flaws, and thus they could build a bastion of hope amid the tide of monsters.

With a deep sigh, Selu found herself at the center of the vortex this time. Though she didn't fully understand why, she recalled the last fragment of her memory—the demon hunter striding in aggressively.

"Where's Lloyd? Why isn't he here?"

"He left after bringing us here," the old butler said.

"You seem to like him a lot. Even though he treated you this way, you're not angry?"

Forced sedation would anger anyone, let alone Selu, the future duchess. Lloyd's actions could easily be seen as a provocation to the family.

"Of course not," she got out of bed, feeling well enough to run and jump, with no major issues.