Chapter: 1391

�joy!�Cheeky children!�Let�s see how well it goes.�

Zocre cursed until the end.

However, it just felt rather shabby because Ludvans was pulling and dragging the back belt.

It was only after Zocre and the others left the skating rink that Sirone stabbed Armand in the scabbard.

�Yaya, no matter how angry you are, if you swing a knife, you will use it.�

Sirone�s eyes widened at Dante�s words.

�You are laughing!�It�s all because of you!�Of course, he did such a provocation!�What about my coat!�You make up for it!�

�It�s like a button, you just have to put it back on.�What�s the sword you�re wearing anyway?�Is that magic too?�

Amy looked around and said.

�Don�t do that, let�s move for now.�people are staring�Maybe the guards will come.�


I still don�t know that Sirone is a commoner, so I think it�s an incident, but if the guards are dispatched to investigate, things will become more complicated.

�Then, shall we go to a cafe and have a cup of coffee?�Of course, I helped you, so let�s assume you guys live.�

�Do you buy me coffee because something is pretty?�And aren�t you drinking coffee right now?�

�This is iced coffee.�So let�s go get something warm.�

�you����Are you a coffee addict?�

Dante raised an iced coffee and winked one eye.

�no.�I am a coffee maniac.�

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Sirone�s party found a cafe called �Cozy Teahouse� in the shopping district and entered it.

As the warmth spread, his cheeks turned red.

Shirone, who trembled as if shaking off the chill clinging to her clothes, sat down at the table and took out her sewing kit.

Dante received the menu.

�When you come on a trip, you have to order special products.�Let�s see, Ice Queen�s hot coffee?�Isn�t this a bit of a strange name?�

Amy waved her hand in annoyance.

�The strange thing is pass.�I just want some orange juice.�

�okay?�Then I�m Ice Queen�s hot coffee.�Sirone, what are you going to drink?�

Sirone said, concentrating on buttoning up.

�I like hot cocoa.�

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Dante said with an absurd expression when he felt the energy of the craftsman in Sirone�s eyes as he sewed. JrNovels.com