Selma Payne's POV:
With the cooperation of many parties, Aldrich recovered very quickly. In just a month, he was able to start receiving some simple training.
To avoid exposure to the outside world, Aldrich had to train the muscles worn out on the hospital bed as soon as possible. That was why I was acting as his temporary instructor.
It was a wonderful feeling. When I first met Aldrich, he was the teacher in training me, but now everything was reversed.
His deep sleep caused the sharpness and power that he was so proud of to deteriorate. After being caught by me multiple times for his fatal flaws, Aldrich couldn't help but feel a little dejected.
"It feels like a hundred years have passed." He wiped his sweat-drenched hair and looked lonely. "My joints are as slow as gears that haven't been lubricated for a hundred years. They creak with every slight movement."
