"Little Fairy Doctor, my uncle..."
Beside the middle-aged man stood a tall, beautiful woman. Her skin was not the fair, jade-like complexion of a sheltered noble lady; instead, it leaned toward a sun-kissed bronze, the result of years of training and trekking through the wilderness. A tight, black leather vest clung to her torso, accentuating a pair of proud, curved breasts. The vest, cut short just above her navel, left her smooth, flat midriff—complete with defined abdominal muscles and a waist so slender it seemed a single hand could span it—fully exposed, a sight that invited covetous gazes. She wore a matching, abbreviated black leather skirt, and strapped to her long, toned legs was a slender dagger. Her entire aura was that of a panther in the jungle, brimming with explosive power and untamed wildness.
Perhaps having just escaped the Magical Beast Mountain Range, her body was marred with several fresh, vivid bloodstains, which only added a fanatical edge to her already feral appearance. It was a look that naturally drew the eyes of many men, stirring in them a fierce desire to conquer, to see her yield and submit to them.
Chapter 28