Amy asked with her eyes wide open.

However, Sirone delayed answering.�A maddening tickling aura burned up his spine.

The one sitting arrogantly in the seat of honor and crossing his legs in a figure 4 must be Falcoa.�He didn�t look particularly monstrous, but at a glance I could tell he wasn�t normal.

�Strong, that person����.�

It�s easy to reveal your life.�Even an ordinary person can intimidate an opponent if they really want to kill.�However, it was not easy to live a quiet life as if it were there or not.

It was an energy that only pros in murder could produce.

�Amy����.�

Why is Amy sitting next to someone like that?

There was a drinking cup, not a teacup, in front of her enjoying tea and coffee.�The floor was dirty and smelled bad.�None of the things she saw in her room were here.

thus����It was not her will to be here.

�Let�s go, Amy.�

Amy cried.�After a long pause, all I could say was, �Let�s go back, Amy.��What is such a confident attitude when you can�t even poke your nose while waiting?

Amy was angry at herself for being happy to see Sirone a moment ago.�At what point is Sirone looking at herself?�Is it at human eye level or high up in the sky?

This wasn�t what she wanted.�That�s why she didn�t want to accept Shirone�s help either.�She was confident that if she put her mind to it, she could go out right now.

�You, you!�Go in knowing where it is!�

All the employees of the tavern came in droves.�However, I couldn�t bear to enter the room of the demon-like Falcoa.

Sirone was stunned.�A boss that even his subordinates fear.�How deep and deep is this person�s evil?

Falcoa lowered her voice as if it was annoying.

�What are you?�Do you know what will happen if you enter the room without my permission?�

�I came to take Amy.�free her of her.�

�Pooh, if anyone hears it, they�ll think it was a kidnapping.�No matter how noble you are, there are things you need to be careful about.�Especially in a place like this.�

Sirone�s prediction was correct.�This was an extraterritorial zone protected by the island government.

�What are you doing?�Send the little ones back.�

�Where shall we send it back, brother?�

Falcoa picked and exhaled.

�To hell.�

The direct subordinates in room 4 warmed up and approached.�It was a prayer on a different level from the employees he had passed so far.

Tess said as she prepared to draw her sword.

�Sirone, be careful.�All of these are schema users.�

Shirone�s eyes lit up.�Tess had a good eye for it, so it was probably true. JrNovels.com