Chapter 739: Bearing the Weight
That evening, the sun was setting.
Grit came to Oaken Manor again with a confidential letter from the Sacred Heritage Society to visit Qin Ran.
Led by the female secretary, Grit found Qin Ran circling the grounds with Aemilius's Sword, Kalga's Shatter, and numerous other weights strapped to his back.
Calling it running was not quite accurate. It was more like brisk walking.
However, every step Qin Ran took made the solid ground tremble slightly, producing one muffled thud after another.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The string of muffled impacts made the martial-minded Danton nun's eyes shine with admiration.
"Sure enough, every kind of strength comes with hardships ordinary people never see!"
The young nun sighed in admiration.
The female secretary beside her did not refute her.
As An. Rattrich. Oaken's secretary, Tracy naturally knew more than most.
She knew very well how many battles had taken place in this rebuilt hidden place. Even now, recalling those scalp-numbing howls made her feel as though she could barely breathe.
Naturally, she also held deep reverence for the person capable of producing such sounds.
The two women, who held similar yet different feelings toward Qin Ran, silently watched as he came over from the other side, following the edge of the building.
Thud!
When Qin Ran removed the weights from his body and set them on the ground,
the tremor beneath the two women's feet was several times stronger than before.
Both of their expressions changed at once.
The admiration on Grit's face grew even stronger.
Tracy's awe deepened further.
"Sir 2567, this is a confidential letter from the Sacred Heritage Society."
"It should have been personally delivered by my teacher, but the Olin Church's inventory and cleanup have kept her from getting away. Please forgive her."
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