As time passed, Malta felt that her energy was declining, and finally guessed what the ability to eat out was.

�It was something like that.�

Thinking there was no time, Malta pushed harder and finally drove Marsha to a dead end.

�Die, fool!�

Two huge pillars of fire twisted like a twist and came together over Malta�s head.

�Huh uh uh uh!�

Then Malta�s eyes widened and the magic disappeared.

�Time over.�

Malta, who had blown out all the gas of desire, knelt down helplessly with a thud.

My body felt weak as if I had been running on a mountain all day.

�Keugh!�To someone like you I����.�

Marsha approached, clutching her burnt right arm.�She then looked at Malta for a moment and then she kicked him hard in the jaw.

�Ouch!�

He fell over without even the strength to hold on and fell on the back of his head to the floor and passed out.

�What are you doing with your hands down?�

Marsha sighed and walked towards the engine room, dragging Malta.

When the party returned, Marsha treated the burned area with Fermi�s healing magic.

After accusing Malta, Miro ordered Lian to take out his wife who was locked in a room and kneel in front of her husband.

�honey!�How did this happen?�honey!�

No matter how fake it was, it was embarrassing to say it in front of his wife, so Malta couldn�t open his mouth.

�It seems that your husband harbors a grudge against our group.�Have there been any records like this in the past?�

Hearing Fermi�s words, his wife looked shocked and dazed.

�honey.�Is it true?�really����really that girl����.�

Malta shouted with her eyes wide open.

�What are you doing!�rather kill it!�I�m sick of living in this crappy world anyway!�

�It can�t be.�This would be a good case.�

Miro asked, looking back at Fermi.

�What are you thinking?�

�Leave it to me.�It�s a great opportunity to see how Minority Conception combines information.�Let�s take a look at her wife�s reaction while torturing Malta.�Let�s try the opposite case.�

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