With a loud noise, the purple energy storm spread around like a storm.
When the storm subsided, in the middle of the huge pit less than half a meter away from the feet, a girl holding a sword stood majestically, with indescribable melancholy and indifference in her eyes.
It's time to take action.
We must take each other away before Ast and Sweetcott take action.
"Can I really, really, really stay?"
In the living room, the girl took a bite of soybean flour bread. Her originally melancholy eyes were now full of expectations for the future.
"Of course! No matter how many times I ask, you can live here forever."
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
