[Mr. Ah Qu], an ordinary person who is mixed up in the secular world.
The 96th bedtime story written for you.
The princess was snatched away by the dragon!
It was an unfortunate thing, extremely bad for the kingdom, for the whole world.
The bold bolder of the Kingdom Morning Post shows extreme respect for this matter, but its one-tenth of the size of the page also shows that everyone is not strange.
The early king was looking for his reading glasses, the palace guards were counting the shifts, and the lady who sold vegetables at the door secretly put a magnetic block under the weighing pan. Only the knights held the abacus to sum up how many votes were the result of the effort to get the morning report to one-tenth of the position.
Boy!
The knight who had completed the total had only these three big words in his mind, and someone so defeated that he profoundly made the knight understand what it meant to retreat from difficulty.
But the problem is, I can't go back! The abacus, which had not yet been put away, was hung upside down in the air by the knight.
The roof did not know when it had melted like a bubble met with strong sulfuric acid, a black dragon was hanging in mid-air, black flames were bubbling in its mouth, a knight was hanging from its tail, and it was carrying demons... Ahhh, princess.
I don't know how much space I can occupy tomorrow's morning newspaper?
The knight thought.
- END -
* Author: Mr. Aqu
The post-00s healing system writer wants to warm you with words.
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