บท 57: Morgan Scott

"Please!" Anne passed the jar to him. He looked at the jar for a moment before trying it out. Anne wasn't alone. After all, if she was then she wouldn't have got this chance to go live in front of the entire world.

He opened the cap and drank it. As soon as the liquid entered his tongue, it felt sweet. It slowly slides down his body and Anne spoke "Mister, I hope you can bear a little pain. After all, it will enhance your cells so it won't be that easy."

"Don't worry, Miss! I am a Gold Rank Soul Defender." A reporter being a soul defender seems unfitting but reporter often risks their life. And, in many circumstances, they might even have to save people. That's why there can be a soul defender in media.

Although he said that, his face started betraying him. The pain was intense. For a moment, he regrets taking that liquid but soon the pain started disappearing. After a while, he felt a cold sensation through his body.