"A Class 6 Warrior!"
Becky stood next to Delia with bruises all over her body.
Mr. Ward, who walked into the air with his hands behind his back, drew Becky's attention. She took a few moments before turning her gaze to Delia. His performance seemed to shine through Delia.
"She has a Class 6 Warrior as her entourage. What is her identity?"
Becky bit her lip lightly.
It was the first time they met each other, but she sensed that Delia radiated an aura that did not belong to ordinary people. Becky was proud and remarkable, but when Delia stood by her side, she felt like an ugly duckling while Delia was the stunning black swan among a flock of ugly ducklings.
Becky had previously believed that her family background was not bad. At the very least, in a place like Hartington Fort, she coul
