�In the end, I guess I�m the same guy.�They talk about compromise, but they want the real one to come and destroy everything.�He is such a childish and pretentious artist.�

El Qiana asked cautiously.

�How is he now?�Still as a street musician�?�

�I left.�I didn�t give up, but his life was completely ruined.�Because his daughter died of the disease.�

�ah?���

�It seems that it was not an incurable disease.�No, shouldn�t we be talking about something like that?�If you get help from me who collided musically, you must have thought that it would be a compromise and a defeat.�It may sound crazy, but he�s that kind of guy.�Even though����It�s your own child.�

Panier, whose eyes were reddened, gritted his teeth.

�����An asshole�.�

The reason he hadn�t revealed to anyone seemed to be contained in his distorted expression.

�It is your own art.�

Having calmed down, he asked Maya.

�Is that enough of an answer?��Maya expressed acceptance by lowering her gaze.

�It�s a difficult problem.�

Human life is too colorful to say here that this should be done.

�Who is that person?�

Maya just wanted to hear the performance of a man from Panier�s past.

Apocalypse.

After entering the Fairy Biomimetics building, Sirone and the others boarded the elevator.

The elevator, which had fallen underground, moved laterally again and guided them to the main system.

�It takes a very long time.�

I could sense the fact that I had moved enough to get out of the city.

When the lift arrived, Marsha moved freely through the maze-like underground facility.

�This is it.�

When they opened the door to the special containment area, a huge mechanical eye was waiting for them.

�Digital La.�

The managers of High Gear were mesmerized by the wires running in all directions.

�What on earth do you need this kind of power for?�

Marsha explained.

�At first it was an energy circulation system.�And now they have completely taken over the world.�

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