บท 423: TRACES OF THE NEW SAINT

NERO, who was sitting on the bed while leaning against the headboard, looked at Hanna with amusement in his eyes.

He was quite impressed by how Hanna managed to keep up a gentle face despite seeing how frail he looked now. To be honest, even he thought that he looked horrible at the moment. He and Neoma used to resemble each other a lot, regardless of their different genders.

But now, nobody would believe him if he said he was Neoma's twin brother, even though they had the same hair and eye color.

[People would probably think I just dyed my hair and pupils in order to look like a royalty.]

"I look horrible, don't I?" Nero asked Hanna. "Have you changed your mind about marrying me now that you've seen me in this poor state?"

He was skin and bones, after all.