Vanguard of the Eternal Night

The guard avoids the crowd and walks behind a building that is the main mountain of Pope Lars.

The crowd is gathered on the surface to see the witch who is now out on the front of the building, so there are few people on the back.

Well, if you want to go back and see a witch at the witch's birthday ritual, there's something wrong with you.

The guards head to the entrance behind the building.

At the entrance, the guards were strictly watching Zhang, but the guards who were watching me made their way when they spoke.

"Right this way."

I follow the guards and go inside the building through the back entrance.

Once again, the interior of the building is white and unified, followed by quality construction.

"Beautiful."

"No, I don't."

Shirley whines back to words.

Indeed, the white, unified interior is a sweeping word.

I can't think badly of anything.

"Lars is more than anything clear, I don't care. Pure white white. And make the minimum life you need basic. Luxury stains the mind, it stains the black."

The guard in charge of the draft came back to me and Shirley's whining and gave me a description of Lars.

I think that makes sense.

But it can be hard to actually do that.

Even now, it is different from the royal family and the people, and so Mayfa and the others are offering their children.

That's why I can't say it, so I can't say it's wrong. It's not like that.

Actually, it may be difficult to set an ideal and close to it, but it may be important.

Besides, I don't like Lars teaching and putting on a mortgage.

This is a riot with a push and a push, but it's great to see the central person carry out the push and see how he is.

"Come on, stay in this club."

While I've been thinking a lot, I've been wandering around the club.

I walked into the next room in the plan.