Su Liu Cherou stood quietly behind Lu Xiaoru. The scene before her left her weary deep down in her heart.
If only-just if only-there weren't so many conflicts in this world!
She knew perfectly well how naive her thoughts were, and how helpless one could be in this world.
But she really felt exhausted! Even in the past few days, when she had moved constantly among the civilians, draining every last bit of her perception to treat the wounded, she had never felt this tired.
Strange. I'm actually not afraid. Su Liu Cherou smiled bitterly. I suppose that counts as progress.
Put those distracting thoughts aside!
The fragility on Su Liu Cherou's face swiftly vanished, replaced by the distinctly professional resolve peculiar to a medical card adept. At that moment, she was brisk and efficient.
Since I've decided to become part of this group, I can't drag my companions down! She quietly activated her wrist device.
Fighting? That's beyond me. But she had something to be proud of, too: her medical skills!
If a clash broke out and someone was injured, she could stabilize her companion's condition in an extremely short time. If the injury wasn't too severe, the wounded person could even retain some fighting ability.
Even amid this atmosphere of drawn swords and strung bows, she couldn't help stealing a glance at Chen Mu, who stood nearby.
A boy two years younger than me, yet he's so calm and composed right now. What sort of life must he have lived?
The thought flashed through her mind like a shooting star. As she settled into her role, her attention began to sharpen. No one noticed the girl in the corner whose eyes were growing brighter and brighter.
"Everyone, please exercise restraint." The young card adept remained expressionless. "Stationed around