If God gives her another chance,
She would definitely not choose to hit someone with that terrifyingly expensive limited edition hardcover original book.
It was comforting to see the person she longed for, but it didn't mean that what she wanted to see was the walking "Dry Ice Sword".
In this double S-level dangerous world where millions of people are killed and admirals queue up for DIE, she just wants to think about Yang and take the time to lick the blond boy. If possible, it would be best to meet the golden and silver demon eyes. Then he died peacefully in Phezzan.
The Imperial Army colonel was wearing a straight-fitting silver-black military uniform with no wrinkles, and his electronic prosthetic eyes shone with an inorganic cold light. He sneered coldly without emotion, grabbed her collar and dragged her out of the door.
"Don't keep dreaming. Since you want to be my assistant, then act as an adjutant and follow me to Iserlohn."
I... Iserlohn?
Transfer? Isn't that the first collapse in 796 years of the cosmic calendar?
No, according to the character of this Dry Ice Sword, he would never take her with him if he wanted to escape!
Help, she doesn't want to go to the battlefield!
She doesn't want to be cannon fodder!
Purpose: Walking among the stars with commentary skills
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