Nawen could do nothing about it, and he himself was annoyed, and angry, and angry, for King Sarali's ideas were so shallow, but at the same time he could not help showing sympathy to Nawen, and as soon as the voice was over, the other man bowed his head. The big hand grabbed it and muttered to itself.
"But... if I had a choice, I'd rather be Warat's partner."
Your heart is like a juicy flower, you forget the rage just now, put the giant's body before you, hug and kiss your temples.
"Now that you have said it, please don't say it again, stay still, and I will take care of it myself."
"But Warat said Saralee dyed the cat, and Warat's father would be angry."
"I took care of that myself. I'll take care of it now. Why are you worried, brother?"
How he handled it, you can guess, must have
