Goddamn it!! I'm hit!!

You've cared so much about what I've done for the last six years!! If your body moves, you're going to tread on the dough and regret it all.

I should have trusted myself more because there was no prophecy coming down. Just because I was such a suspicious existence, the answer was already there!!

Why do you have exactly the same symptoms as Grace in the park!?

I can assure you that Grace and Troy are completely separate individuals. You can't fight Tristan with one hand. There is no magic in my knowledge that makes existence the same.

It has a completely homogeneous black vibe. Be someone else, but also the same person.

Assuming it was the same or similar, there was no meaning in the alibi I had been investigating. Behind Troy's inability to move, Grace just jumped.

What the hell are you feeding me?

Your whole body doesn't move, as if you've been invaded by poison. The pure black mood that entered from the right palm makes your right hand particularly numb. They sent you in from Troy without even noticing!?

In the midst of this confusion, Chiaran noticed the anomaly. Troy gripped my hand and said I was working on something.

If you continue without realizing it, you don't know if you still have your current thinking power, rather than being tied up.

How long have you been in surgery!? Obviously there was a madness in recognition. I didn't notice any discomfort.

Troy holds Chiaran down with a knife in my throat.

"Prince Sama, do you have a cheesy trick or something? This defensive wall supports Duke attack power, but it's not a piece of paper ~. Royalty is scary ~"

Explore in a funny tone. Chiaran ignores without moving a single eyebrow and asks back.

"Troy Randall - you're the one who implied the schoolchildren."

"It's because of me. The mystery says," The agent was the killer "pattern ~"

Your intestines boil back to an answer that makes you look like a fool.

Troy was in charge of the magician's side of the investigation looking for the implied students. Did you put out your tongue inside while taking charge of the whole thing?

Sometimes that's what comes to mind if you give me so many hints.

Retrospectively, Max was the first to get involved with Troy.

Together we looked for a device to break the boundary. In the room ahead, I discovered a foolish domino that blew away all the sense of urgency.

I inadvertently touched it with the priority of stopping it. Break into the active device and catch the ball in the air. Is that the medium?

Ah ~ ~, I'm sorry!! The first step is to focus your attention, or perfectly hypnosis. I wonder if you were already brainwashed at that time! Because if you see it in front of me, you'll see it! It's not a five-yen pendulum!

It was thanks to the Guardian Stone that I was killed without knowing.

Shortly after that, the part where you grabbed the ball was kissed by your right palm. After that, they often held hands relentlessly.

Ah, and the implied case! Guy and Berta were both implied to hit me. Naturally, it was prevented by the palm reflectively. Maybe if it was activated, it would be lucky enough to be an uncertain trick, and I've been caught twice! It's too good to find out later! I can't believe Berta's penis meant this much!

I can hear a subtle voice in the wrong place in Troy's ear as I look back at the potato potato formula one after the other without moving.

"I don't know why, but it doesn't work for Gladys at all, so I'm in trouble. I couldn't help it, so I found a chance to poison the marked place little by little into the tunnel. My black vibes are in your body right now. I can't wait to fill you up with me!

I want to hit this guy!!! I stared at the smelly Troy with a murderous intent. I don't care who hit him!!

Even if you run your gaze away with a distraction, everyone is still fully equipped to deal with Hydra.

Chiaran, the only one who's focused on us, is hanging out with us in a futile chat. I don't think he's listening to the killer's monologue on the cliff. I have an idea. How dare you?

"Gladys, this is an abnormally sharp conjecture, so it was a pretty nervous breakdown."

Trying to think calmly about what to do, I took a breath away from Troy's next line.

"I really had to proceed carefully and carefully, but it would be satisfactory if I found out why. Hmm ~, Se (...) Se (...) I (...)?"

"Huh!!?

Continue to say words to me with a deep smile.

"Isn't it amazing how I got out of you? I want you to praise me."

--They know I'm Zachariah!! Why!? Since when!? I've only seen him once in my last life!!

From what I have just said, it should be later than the start time of the work.

"You can't forget your letters. How much do you think I've read back?

Turn around and calm down to a chilly tone. Just three months of correspondence between Zachariah and Troy, who was young.

Oh yeah, handwriting! This is the report I submitted in the implied incident. I also went to Troy, the investigator.

In other words, when I fed Tanuki back, I was aware of it. An unusual throwing attitude. What was your mood like at that time?

Troy and I meet at close range. Behind those eyes looking down at me, there was definite hatred.

A cold thing passes through your spine.

It's probably regret and guilt that you kept pretending not to see it all the time.

I haven't solved anything since I was six. The storm in Troy went on forever. I've been happy as Gladys for almost seventeen years.

I feel like I'm being paid for my ass that I left behind knowing that.

"Ah, looks like it's over there."

Troy's remarks made me feel even more comfortable. I was just remotely looking for help in the forest park.

Just before Yuka and the flaming cat settled. And Grace retreated one foot earlier, so Tristan just started heading for us.

Just a little more! And I was hoping to support Chiaran's deferral work.

Troy shows a good look to me when I'm scared.

"Fufufu. Actually, I know what's going on over there. I had no idea that Yuka, who summoned her as a sacrifice, would grow up that far. I guess it was good to teach the students first."

An admirable tone. Euca's head of development is Troy, and most of the people here know that. Perhaps most of them received self-portrayal compliments.

Only a few people have noticed who the (...) raw (...) points to here.

One of them gave Chiaran an unbelievable smile.

Well, I guess it's time to cut it up too. Grace just retreated. That crafty time is waiting for his arrival. The other dukes can put up with it, but that bug is tough on my defenses. Fighting Grace gave me a rough idea. "

Does Troy know exactly what's going on over there? Does that have anything to do with having the same signs?

A magical formation spread out at my feet with teeth.

We're almost there. Tristan's on the run!

Chiaran is visible in my cut eyes.

"Gladys!!

Looking at me, I had a strong will far from giving up.

--I will definitely help you.

Bye, bye.

Along with Troy's voice echoing around his ear, his vision was blocked by a flash that spread in an instant, giving him a unique feeling of distortion on the ground.