When the man opened his eyes, he saw a woman with bobbed hair resembling a cat sitting at a table and bouncing an abacus.

Standing beside him was a pale man with no eyebrows, expressionless enough to make him look like a wax figure.

�Are you the Fallen Mother?�

�Some idiots call it that.�But who are you?�

Miro groaned and moved on.

�I thought I had come to my senses after being treated like that at Galliant.�I still haven�t escaped the thieves.�

Clap!�Clap!

The moment the words ended, everyone in the room aimed their weapons at the maze.

The action was so swift that it felt as if two pictures had been swapped in an instant.

Miro glanced to the right.

Suddenly, a man without eyebrows approached and held a gun equipped with magic bullets to his temple.

�This is your last chance.�Reveal your identity.�

�well.�Who is it?�

The woman spoke at the same time as her finger on the magic bullet�s trigger was bent.

�Stop it, Freeman.�

The maze gave it a passing grade.

If you can�t even measure the opponent�s ability, you don�t even deserve to enter the Abyss.

�Does the fact that you bring up the word Galliant mean that you know who I am?�

�of course.�The leader of the parrot thieves, Clay Marsha.�

The leader of the bandits who were defeated after a fierce battle with Sirone and the others on Galliant Island the other day.

According to Theraje�s intelligence, he is an excellent scammer and an outsider.

He used the ability to extract other people�s magic due to the trauma of his adoptive father, but it was possible that he was replaced with another ability due to �catharsis� from Sirone.

After putting away the papers, Marsha turned to the maze and crossed her legs.

He pulled out a long smoking pipe, put it in his mouth, and Freeman quickly returned and lit it.

�Yes, I am Clay Marsha.�Then, did you think that even an angel with wings could sit there?�

�Oh, Sirone will be sad to hear it.�

At the word sirone, Marsha�s eyebrows moved subtly, but she asked again for the smoking pipe with a calm expression.

�Oh, that kid?�I don�t know how you know Sirone, but the reality isn�t that easy.�What I learned is stealing.�

Some strength can be demonstrated by letting go of something precious.

Realizing that she was a formidable woman, Miro went straight to the point. JrNovels.com