What's the point of traveling into the world of Fire Emblem and directly possessing a bandit? Still seriously injured?
"Flanders! Go and protect the children!" I roared at Flanders.
Then he made up his mind and used the iron ax to lightly cut his left hand.
"I can only use the smell of blood to attract the wolves and increase the success rate of the children's escape." I thought to myself.
"Uncle Ike, can you tell us the story of Little Red Riding Hood again?! We want to listen!" Emily said to me coquettishly.
"Uh... You changed from a ferocious bandit to an amiable story-telling uncle with me? Nani!"
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
