The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

"My cousin came.

She has a good temperament.

My mother has never seen her family since she married my father.

It's time for her to return to her roots," Millie said immediately as if reading Cynthia's mind.

Cynthia was adopted by the Winters family as a child and was two years older than Millie.

She had vague memories of how kind Millie's mother was to her.

Hearing that someone was going to take Millie's mother's ashes, Cynthia naturally thought something bad was happening.

However, she was relieved to hear Millie's words.

"Take off your mask.

I'll leave Ocean City in a few days, so I'll give you your final treatment today," Sean said.

the mask from her

this period of recuperation, Cynthia's face which was covered with hideous scars was

that had been frightening were now so faint that they were barely noticeable

"Sit here," Sean said.

on the stone bench

a few silver needles from his

her body, and a tingling pain came,

other than that, and then

Sean inserted one silver needle

a few seconds, Cynthia had six silver needles stuck in

Sean pointed between Cynthia's eyes with one finger, and trickles of black blood poured out of the silver needle on Cynthia's

blood disappeared,

was the extravasated blood in Cynthia's

were eliminated from the body,

Sean pulled out all

putting away the silver needles, Sean said with a smile, "Keep taking that

be as good as new in three days." A smile appeared

gratefully looked at Sean and said sincerely,