Fortuna Said

[Group Portrait] [Western Fantasy] [Healing] [Growth] [Sword and Magic] Maybe there are all sorts of weird pinches to it? The most dazzling thing in the world is friendship! Word games, please look for it~ (no cp, omnivores are welcome!) After meeting a few people by chance, the adventure group was formed. But... Is everyone suffering from bad luck? ———— "My dear ancestors of Sheitan, please bless your descendant Lydia with good luck!" The fiery red magician girl prayed devoutly, "Hey Claudina, do you still have enough living expenses for this month? Can you lend me some?" "It has been spent a long time ago. Yesterday, I used up all the spare materials when making the healing potion. If this continues, there will be no supplies left." The alchemist held his head and didn't know where to put it. The blond man looked dazed, "To be honest, if worshiping my ancestors was helpful, I would have stopped being a knight a long time ago." Bang! The elf holding the pastoral staff hit the innocent table, "Hey! You two, stop eating! This month's food expenses have been spent long ago, what are you going to pay for!" The warrior with siren ears and the assassin in black were frightened for a moment, and then chose to lick the plate first. Oh, there is a white guy next to him, already lying on the table and sleeping in a haze.