“It’s pretty anyway!”

(lll￢ω￢)

"Even, there are people who are as cute as others!"

()hey-hey!

"By the way!"

|ω)

"That bad guy Gus, he kept saying that he was a demon!"

(ψｏ▽′)o

"so……"

华华

"Sister Crete, are you afraid?"

()

As he said that, Anne pretended to be sinister and evil and came to the other party and asked intimidation.

“!!”

"Ha ha!"

"Annie, stop kidding!"

At first he was stunned, then Crete covered his mouth and laughed, saying that he didn't believe it.

"Anne."

"Let's talk about something else..."

So, in this way, the old priest in front was leisurely driving the carriage. While Gus was sleeping in the carriage, the Clater, who should be sixteen or seventeen years old but was still innocent and scattered, pestered Anne and began to whisper.

Outside, the night gradually became deeper.

However, this lonely carriage was still shaking forward on the dark countryside mud road, and could not help but make the monotonous and particularly harsh sound of wood rubbing that was particularly harsh at night.

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(ω) Do you have monthly tickets?
Chapter completed!