"Cover serial · Daughters arc: 'Damn it, why am I the only one getting special training?!'"
"Two hundred thirty-six, two hundred thirty-seven, two hundred thirty-eight..."
"In the sprawling courtyard, Shizi leisurely sipped black tea beneath a parasol, while Ace panted through push-ups on the ground. The little boy gritted his teeth, occasionally turning to glare resentfully at Nojiko and Nami, who were happily playing on the swings in the distance..."
A pigeon?
I actually got sent flying by a pigeon?
Was that an illusion...?
Meeting White Dove's eyes, Rob Lucci saw an almost human disdain and mockery in them. He clenched his fists, his fury surging and instantly overwhelming his momentary shock.
"Get out of my way!"
He lunged forward again, gathering all his strength into his index finger. "Shigan!"
Whoosh!
The strike was as fast as lightning, unleashing force more terrifying than a bullet, enough to punch straight through steel plating.
And yet.
The next instant, a sharp crack rang out.
Rob Lucci stared in disbelief as his index finger snapped. The white pigeon opposite him casually flicked a wing and slapped him across the face—
Boom!
The boy in the black suit flew backward, denting the enormous iron gate deeply. He coughed up a mouthful of blood in agony, his face swelling until he looked like a pig.
This... this... how was this possible?!
For a moment, it wasn't just Rob Lucci who was stunned. All five hundred-odd soldiers in the warehouse stood frozen, wondering whether something was wrong with their eyes.
Just then.
"You just said weakness was a sin, and soldiers who failed to defend their homeland had no right to live in this world."
A deep voice suddenly came from above.
"Then let me ask you this. According to your so-called justice, shouldn't a