"Brother Warat... don't..."
He was half sitting and half lying, and his mouth was still scolding Wolasa, but his eyes were constantly staring at him, as if complaining about the sky and the wind, but his dissuasion could not be heard in Wolasa's ears. The bad drunkard held his hand more tightly and smiled on his face.
You'll be in more trouble, Varat.
Enwyn would have said so, but before he could speak, his slender eyes flashed and saw a handsome artifact, who had made ornaments for the Salari Empire. While he grabbed the fruit and threw it at his good son on the conveyor belt at the front desk.
Warat was startled, turned around, saw being stared at by the world, and suddenly laughed.
"Little giant."
Her face was still there. Villara stared hard at her face, then looked down at her h
