�no.�

Wizard said nonchalantly.

�It�s a draw.�

Harvits� brow furrowed slightly.

�����You don�t understand?�

�The proposition I presented in this game is this.�Either love you or hate you.�

�okay.�So you fit����Harvits was sad.

�You hate me.�

Wizard nodded.

�You couldn�t kill Sirone or Uorin anyway.�I�m not going to lose, so I�m quitting this game.�Win or lose, I hate you.�

�����you won.�

It was such a rule.

�What do you know about your sincerity?�you have proven�It is true that you love me.�

�Wrong.�

When Wizard was first offered this game, there was only one thing that came to Wizard�s mind.

�tie.�

Winning or losing isn�t the issue.

In the first place, the reason Harvits likes to win is only because it�s more fun.

�If losing is fun, you can lose willingly.�I can�t catch you that way.�

If the wizard wanted death as a condition for victory, would he have committed suicide?

�I don�t know.�

His mind is chaos.

�But this way���

Wizard said.

�That�s it.�Never look for it again.�

Leaving those words behind, when she really left, Havitz was dazed.

It was a break.

�How is it, Harvits?�

Natasha, who had an image of the outside world, watched Havitz�s reaction.

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