章 679: I'm No Saint

"Sir," Nebai murmured, looking at the whale.

Zaimo sighed slightly upon hearing those words. She really couldn't wait for orders, always wanting to act on her own. If the whale wasn't considered the reincarnation of the Forging God, Nebai would already be out there fighting.

Despite this, Zaimo found himself increasingly drawn to her. He didn't know the exact reason, but Almin, seeing Nebai for the first time, immediately noticed a striking resemblance between her and Oldis, Zaimo's mother.

During the war that lasted nearly a century, Oldis became a stubborn warrior, always on the offensive. Zaimo had never seen this side of his mother but felt an instinctive connection to Nebai.

He rarely exchanged more than a few words with Nebai; her shyness was a tough barrier to overcome. However, when he was at the forge or on the battlefield, he transformed into someone experienced and reliable. Any shyness disappeared, as if he were a different person.