140 Escape 1 (1/2)

That's right. So, what's the plan?

It's like the priest stole his parents' eyes and left home to play.

Well, they found out who you are, so let's do it from the front.

”Me? Yes, sir.”

When I decided to talk like that, it seemed that the caller came again. A tall servant says that the door is open almost at the same time as I wear a veil.

”There's a woman there,” The Predictive Virgin, ”she said. Come on.”

Oh, my God. Has the beard cured his face yet? You're early. I wonder if there is a therapist in the royal palace. No, but I didn't even ask you to come. If you were talking about the jade earlier, would you do anything to get rid of me?

No one wants to be pushed down the stairs. You're not going, are you?

No, sir.

No! No!

”Sorry, we're leaving now. I'm done talking.”

Rek smiled and said.

”I'm out of sweets. It's time for the tide.”

The priest says no bili.

And I told Loro.

”Rollo, just my legs.”

”Yahn!

Yes!

At that moment, Lolo ran through all but the three of us at a speed almost invisible to humans, scratching all of them on their feet.

That's fast.

A black shadow running around in suppleness.

Of course, the subject is not only the man who called, but all the guards and servants.

All humans within sight of us.

Spas pass par.

The scratches are shallow, but definitely.

And while standing on the spot, I activated the ”reverse” skill of healing in silence.

Come on, burn! Burn it up!

Pain takes away all consciousness!

All wounds hurt the most! Like a thousand times deeper wounds!

From under the feet of a man as far as he could see, a dark smoke that seemed ominous in momentum rose again.

Of course, they were all agonized. You can't stand up as one with your legs down on the floor.

”Uhh... it looks painful...”