Bab 648: Ordinary Mission

Zip.

The brown leather jacket's zipper slid down, completing Silvana's look—something between a hunter and an airplane pilot.

Shaking off her neck-length black hair, Silvana smiled broadly and walked out of the room, meeting Adam's gaze.

He didn't need to go to the Dead Lands, so his clothes were comfortable, but still maintained a working and serious attitude.

Adam was wearing black wide pants with a tight belt, strict shoes, and a loose white shirt with a few buttons and a wide collar that lay in waves across his shoulders and chest.

His hair was styled, not only was it well-coiffed, but he had used nail polish along with salt spray. He had the pleasant scent of a well-chosen perfume and his face looked as perfect as a statue chiseled by a master sculptor.