Sirone looked back at the woman.

�That person is an alpha fish.�

I expected a hysterical impression, but I was nervous with my eyes down.

�It�s surprisingly ordinary.�

�no.�

Minerva looked at the woman with serious eyes.

�That woman����They are of the same kind as me.�

A woman born with the fate of a witch.

There is no evidence that any impression becomes a witch, but there is a common disposition among those born with the fate of a witch.

�Aura that encourages desire.�

I want to bully you, I want to break you, and I feel like I�ll be relieved only when I see her crying while holding onto the blanket.

Uorin, who once lived with the impression of a witch, also felt the same as Minerva.

�That�s right, it�s a witch statue.�But surprisingly, she�s not a witch.�She runs a small flower shop now.�

Minerva narrowed her eyes.

�Witch����no?�

If it had been so easy to defy fate, Minerva would not have made <Law Killing>.

Sirone asked.

�What happened?�

�first of all����Let�s watch.�

When Iruki joined the Ex-Machina team, Uorin turned to him and nodded.

Received the signal, Gudio said.

�Mr. Youth Abella.�

Minerva�s eyebrows twitched.

�Survivors of Youth?�

At one time, it was a huge village that competed for the 1st or 2nd place in the gypsy clan, but it is now known to have lost its pulse.

�Yes, please.�

Abella�s voice crept in.

�Don�t be nervous.�It is not a place for interrogation.�I called because I had a few things to check.�First of all, you must know why I came to the imperial castle, right?�

�Yes, I heard.�The mustache, no, Mr. Harvits����.�

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