With Ogent�s skills, he could survive in purgatory, but as a father, his heart ached.

�at last����Am I going to run away again?�

was such a child.

Even if there was something I wanted, I couldn�t say a word, and even if there was something I was angry about, I just let it go by myself.

The eldest son was reliable, but now he knew how he felt about Smille.

�Well, this might be the way it is.��If they hadn�t adopted them from the beginning, the two would never have known each other.

�brother!�Are you leaving suddenly?�You�ve never said anything like that to me before, have you?�

�sorry.�

Smille raised her voice.

�I�m sorry, is it over?�My brother is always like that!�What really matters is that you never tell me.�I don�t know what my brother is thinking.�

What do you think?

�Damn it!�

If it�s something that can�t be undone anyway, I wanted to shout coolly even if I left when I left.

�Smille, I want you����!�

It shouldn�t be.

Feeling the anger boiling up, Ogent put down the tableware.

�I will wake up first.�

�Where?�Talk to me.�

Damian didn�t scold him even while he went outside ignoring Smille�s words.

�I have to endure.�

Reasonable and cool-headed, Ogent did not have the courage to deviate even a step from the taboo.

�I have to hold the sword.�Control your anger.�

Anger was his only teacher.

�What am I angry at?��Lian, who was running towards somewhere unconscious, suddenly had a question.

A rapidly approaching building came into view.

His eyes were seen, but his thoughts were filled with things he had not experienced�

�No, is it my experience?��Every time someone�s memory passed, so vivid stimuli were transmitted from the cell unit.

Without even thinking about breaking through the object in the way, Lian crashed into it just as he was running.

�Where are you going?�

According to Nike�s memories, the Genocide team should have been taken to the mansion of rich man Miguel. JrNovels.com