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Liatris’ children knew she had killed all her family members to join Lagrange, but that wasn’t the case. Veronica loved her family very much.
‘stupid guys. Veronica is so sad.’
I felt like Veronica was going to cry anytime soon, so I wrapped her tightly around her waist. I felt her flinching as I held her to myself.
“Aren’t you really scared?”
“home.”
Veronica seldom believed me, so I held her tight and raised my face.
Her stiff face is a little loosened after her cheeks are swollen.
‘How is it! My cuteness!’
“Why do you look like that?”
“Good bar, older sister.” (Look closely, older sister.)
I left Veronica and approached the fallen man. Now he was awakened, and he was blinking his cloudy eyes.
I climbed onto the man’s belly, bleeding from my forehead, and began to run wildly like I had climbed a trampoline.
‘Is it because I gained weight? It’s pretty fluffy.’
It was a child’s body, but it would be very painful if someone jumped up on my stomach and jumped in an injured state. The man, who had passed out, woke up and screamed.
“Big oh!”
Fang!
I did not stop jumping back and forth between the ground and on the man’s boat.
‘I feel like a warrior.’
If Marilyn had seen this figure now, she would have been proud that I had not abandoned her dream of being a warrior. Oh, it’s easy, so let’s run one more time.
“Bam! Live! Bad arch! Cheek!”
“Oh oh oh!”
“Kongkong attack!”
The man trembled with his hands and feet as if he was going to faint again, as if he was hitting his stomach in hard heeled shoes. It was enough to cause his pain.
Embarrassed Veronica runs out to get me away from the man.
“What are you doing now?”
“What is the notice to punish Mr. Uncle who made you sad.”
I came down from his boat only after I saw the man lost his mind again. She, who had no idea that I could do this bad thing (?), looks down at me with her puffy face.
“Sister, good people can get angry.”
“………..”
“I’m not the only ones who are angry.”
“……..Yeah?”
“You must have lost your mind about blocking me in Saint Dena. You don’t want to live.”
“Oh!”
Veronica’s words, the man lowered his arms wide open. Being Dietrich’s district, she gracefully entered his gambling house as if Saint-Dena was her own.
“They will probably sell the lottery over there.”
“Wow.”
The gambling house didn’t have a window, but it wasn’t dark because the colorful chandeliers were lit brightly without knowing whether it was day or night.
‘Of course, after buying mine first.’
“Humm………. .”
Veronica, who watched me smiling hehe, put her hands on both waists with a somewhat excited expression. She soon opens her wallet and takes out her three bills.
“3 Blue No. Bring all the lotteries you have.”