�Well, maybe.�I apologize for doubting your friendship.�

The retreating Fermi suddenly turned around.

�But I am not Sirone.�

When the air cut magic was cast from Fermi�s hand, Malta�s throat was cut off.

�Honey oh oh oh!�

Ignoring his wife�s screams, Fermi grabbed Malta�s hair and pushed his face in front of him.

�Now, can you see?�This is her husband�s face.�died because of you�Do you remember anything now?�

�Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!�Kyaaaaaagh!�

�You can scream as much as you like.�But think about it.�you are fake�The real one is already dead.�

�Oh no!�It can�t be!�my, i����.�

My wife looked up at the ceiling with a shocked face.

�The plant man����?�

Fermi�s eyes sparkled.

�This is it!�

As his wife immediately lost consciousness and collapsed, Fermi muttered with his chin resting on his face as if he was sorry.

�Shock equivalent to death, or more.�It�s quite difficult, but still����.�

�You bastard!�

The moment Lian rushed at him with a greatsword, Marsha ran up to him and hugged him.

�Wait, Lian!�Be patient!�

�Let go!�Are you sure you are on the side of that child?�

�I thought the same as you!�But you did it once!�Be cool!�I�d rather����.�

�Aaaaaaa!�

Lian shook off Marsha and ran.

�Cool!�cool-headed!�efficiency!�efficiency!�

The wizard�s words are always right.

But then what to do with these seething emotions that seem to explode in your heart?

�I will not forgive you!�

As the greatsword fell toward Fermi, dozens of palms appeared like illusions and grabbed the blade.

As Miro stretched out her arms, Lian flew to the end of the living room and landed with her sword pointed.

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