Ingwig calendar year 924.
The warm sunlight descended, and the cool breeze swept in from the shade of the trees, accompanied by the rustling of leaves. Everything before the eyes revealed a rare beauty.
042 sheathed the sword he had been swinging and saluted the elder in front of him.
"How does your body feel, 042?"
After a brief greeting, Lorenzo de' Medici inquired about 042's current condition. The 042 before him was considered an adult, yet each time Lorenzo de' Medici saw his somewhat naive face, he would still view him as a young child.
Essentially, it wasn't far from the truth. In his long years, most people appeared as mere children to him.
"I'm fine..."
042 said as he clenched his fist. He had heard from the priests that after receiving the , 042 underwent the implantation of the Silver Binding Bolt and Secret Blood. Although the process was painful, fortunately, 042 survived, becoming one of the lucky few.
