They were all forced to force her and begged her hard.

“Ahhaha…”

Artoria barely held up a complicated smile.

"I, I will come on!"

"Oh oh oh!"

"Please, Son of Prophecy!"

"hehe……"

Artoria looked away.

The smile on her face slowly disappeared like icy.

She was very scared.

Fearing that she would not be able to stop her mission and find a place where no one could find it, and quietly watch everything move into death.

Why?

Why is every goblin like this?

Every fairy will force his expectations to others only for his own purposes and for his own desires?

I don’t think about whether others can do it at all, why do I help them, just throw the problems to others, and hope that others will help them solve their own problems?

"Not good!"

At this moment, a panic scream suddenly sounded in my ears.

"Inside the city, inside the city..."
Chapter completed!