Clarin would know something! And if I joked about it, I could call it. I just did it with Nori. What if he tells me he's using God in his jaw or something?

"Rosaline wants to hear about this country, right?

"Yes."

"Okay! Leave it to Clarin!!

Clarin had a paper play in her hand that said, "Dodgy. Sometimes. A Love Story of White and Black."

"... paper play, what the hell"

"Good luck, Clarin."

I'll just have to see it if they say so. Clarin started a paper play.

Instead, Instead.

Ever since a bad god was sealed.

Bad gods had a tan in the world. And Tane will give unto the land of the wicked.

"We have to do something."

The troublesome God created those who purify the world in an effort to get the inhabitants of the world to do something about it. The Dark Panthers who manipulate demons, the Golden Lions who bring light, and the Silver Wolves who are resistant to demons.

And... the white and black clans. This story is about black dogs who store demons and white cats who conjure demons.

The description of the paper play is easy to understand, but the painting is too awesome to get into my head at all. I'm worried about you and the content doesn't come in because of your distinctive paintings reminiscent of doflashy shades of shocking pink and other things that are too unique. This is a pretty important project, right??

I closed my eyes. Don't think about it, feel it… I thought I could do something about it because I wouldn't mind if I didn't see the picture and the explanation was easy to understand.

To sum up, apparently there were other species besides the Dark Leopard and the Light Lion who were given a mission to do something about the devil. And there was a black dog in this country who absorbed demons and a white cat who deceived demons. The two races lived amicably.

But a white cat nobleman kidnapped a black dog princess and created a new country. Then the two races got unfamiliar.

There are no more white cats to bewitch the devil, and the black dog dies because the devil accumulates too much.

The white cat sucked in the demon because she married a black dog and became obscene, arrogant and incapable of complaining.

Already, the land of white cats and black dogs has no choice but to perish.

This is an artistic paper play, so no sense of urgency, but it doesn't suck? No, I could probably do something about it, but I was wondering if they would be able to tell me regularly... I don't care while I'm alive, but after...

"There is only one person in the white who has the power to be a champion. Rosalyn knows very well, my free child."

"Huh?"

What a pity for you... not a free white cat? Only one person comes to mind.

"The other white Nanni tribes are distorted, bad Nanni. Black Woman's blood is just a distorted trigger."

"I mean, I have the power to do it, but I can't use it because I have a bad personality?

"It's almost there."

"" There is!?

My brother and Dirk are surprised. I mean, if you re-tap the sexual root, okay?

"If you leave Master Aldin alone, I wonder if it will be purified automatically..."

"Ma'am, what do you think Aldin is?"

"Amazing white lady that cleans up around you too"

………………

"Just put it away, oh wonder. The murderer turns himself in, his pointy, vicious brother turns into a bracon... and his surroundings are white when he realizes it"

Gaeta held his head.

"Whatever Master Alfiej is in the second half, what's in the first half?"

"Scary story that really happened"

"Did it really happen!?

There was. If Aldin were here, everyone would turn themselves in and there would be no corruption.

"I'm out of line, what do you want me to do? In the meantime, cat simmer?

All we have to do first is re-tap the sexual roots of the white cat, right? The Beast Man is a specialty because force pushing is effective.

"Yeah, I'll do it."

Potch was looking straight at me. I am not lost in those eyes.

"Rosalind, you've been escorted so far by your sister. What do I say... I think people in this country should do something about this because this is a problem in this country"

"Right."

We are outsiders only. If it's demon-related, I can't say it's related, but if Potch says so, I'll have to leave it to him.

"Do you have a plan?

"Yeah."

The measure was far above my thinking. Somehow, it was an exquisite measure. The success rate is… probably high.

"... Potch, I knew you were Rosalind's brother..."

"What do you mean?!?

My brother laughed and said to me disputing Dirk.

"Rosalind, put your hands on your chest and think about it?

I put my hand on my chest. While I was there, I grew up fine. It's Poyong Poyong.

"............ Potch and I are brothers and sisters of my brother!

"It was almost Rosalind who took care of Potch."

"It was my brother who took care of me!

"Honestly, you were unscrupulous when you escaped once in a while."

"Gu!?

"Like when I first met Koo."

* I left my brother to go help Dirk.

"Ugh!"

"Coolin ', tsunamis, demons, demons, demons"

* I did a lot of things. Rosalindo! Or so.

"Ugh!! So, but I have no regrets! I'm reflecting!!

"... this is what happens because you were raised by such a rosalind"

"Haha. As well as your sister Rosalind, I think it's the result of growing up looking at your brother Lou, your Gaeta, and your Jens."

………………

"Right!

"Yeah."

Potch sank Gaeta with his brother in a nutshell. He is definitely growing. Even if the blood wasn't connected, I decided to watch it this time as my 'sister'. But I'll do the back!