Sacred Weapon

Huddled on the edge of the territories of humans and dragons, living in the intertwined area ruled by monsters and elves, seeking development between orcs and dwarves, and guarding territory on the lips of goblins and warcraft, the work of the dark lord is really hard. If the great dark lord Fenimaria had not met George, the spring in the dark castle might not be so bright. "My love will never die, and your strength will never fade!" The inscription was imprinted on George's arm, and the story began in the spring of that year. ． ． ． ． ．