Black Haired King

"No, I'm sorry, Rondle, Gawayne. I need you to take charge and go home."

I apologize to both of you as I write my head on the bed. After defeating Mr. Minerva, he lost his mind because of his first attempt or because it was a hundred million years ago to move his body called generalized muscle pain to the depletion of magic.

For that reason, Gawayne tells me that Rondor carried Mr. Minerva to the king's capital.

"It doesn't matter. I borrowed a carriage from the army that was coming to crusade. Show him your face faster than that."

That's what Rondor said while he sniveled. Gawayne, who stands next door, is also a nigga. What the hell? I tell him to go to the next room, so he whips and moves on his body that hurts from muscle aches.

I go up to the next room and knock on the door and I hear voices coming from inside. And when I said my name, I heard a rattling noise inside. And, Dovan! The only thing that emerged out of the door that was opened with tremendous momentum.

"Master Redius!

It was Mr. Helena. He comes out of his room and hugs me with momentum. Inside there was Victoria, who looked like she had crushed a bitter bug, "Come on, just be patient today..." she said to Lady Flose, who was also a nigga, and to Lady Beatrice, who said, "Me too."

In the bed behind it was Mr. Minerva asleep... good, the arm I cut is connected with my shoulder. But now it's better than that.

"Good... really... gush... good..."

Helena, who was holding me, cried out. Victoria is angry at me behind her when she says, "... I was worried too..." We have to do something later.

"Don't cry, Mr. Helena. This is what happened when I fought at my will, so Mr. Helena will never get sick."

"So, but if I don't ask..."

"Maybe Mr. Helena didn't have to ask me to go. So never mind."

"... Yes"

He finally convinced me in my words. When I enter the room, Master Beatrice pulls my hand.

"I'm sorry, Master Froze, I'm glad I saved you, but I lost my mind. I'm sorry about Victoria, too."

"I'm good. Because I heard you were just losing your mind from the Londoners. So yeah."

That's what Lady Froze says and winks. And look next door. Next door he swelled his cheeks puffy and said, "I'm angry!" Victoria, represented by her face, sat down.

When you see me in the eye, you get pussy off my face... this is pretty angry. When I stand in front of Victoria, Victoria changes her body. Standing in front again changes direction again.

You think I'm confused, Master Froze?

"If I go to Victoria already. Nothing's uglier than jealousy, is it?

say. Then Victoria looks at Master Bubble and Froze and puckers her mouth. What's wrong with it? I tried to say something to Master Froze, but, uh, I exhaled and gave up. And...

"I'm glad you're safe, Redius"

That's what you say, Victoria, smiling at me.

"Oh, I'm sorry to worry about that. Forgive me, Victoria."

"I'm not mad at you. That was another matter."

"Another matter?

When I'm leaning my neck, Victoria says nothing. I wouldn't answer if I asked any more. Let's talk again. More than that, now.

"How is Mr. Minerva?

Mr. Minerva is asleep. He seems to be sleeping well now.

"I woke up while you were losing your mind. Because of Mannelly's death, he lost his contract to lose his memory, and he remembered Helena. Now I'm asleep again."

That's good. You woke up. I sit in awe. But Master Froze's face is dark. Is there something still out there?

"I just don't seem to remember when Minerva was becoming a warcraft. And I've decided to punish you as a nation."

"... what decision would that be?

Minerva's been sentenced to death.

... I didn't want to think about it, but did it still happen? Much, even though he had no memory and was a slave, Mr. Minerva killed too many soldiers. But then Mr. Minerva is pathetic, after all.

"Master Froze! Is there no alternative to the death penalty!?

"Redius, do you want to help Minerva? Why? Minerva's someone else in red, isn't he? On the contrary, I even tried to kill you. Still want to help?

I answer such a Froze question without delay.

"Naturally! I promised Helena. Absolutely help."

"... I can't do it... well..."

I look straight at Master Froze. You saved Mr. Minerva's life because of this, but you can't stop killing him. There's no reason why we risked our lives.

Is that what you think of my answer, Master Froze looks at me with a nimmari and a tremendous smile?

"I've been waiting for that word, Mr. Redius! There's only one way to help Minerva!

That's what Lady Froze said. Huh! and chest tension. Next to that, Master Beatrice imitates. Hmm! And I'm straining my chest. Lovely. But now it's a way to help Mr. Minerva.

"What is the way to do that!?

"How to do that..."