TBRD CAP 65

 

‘Ah.’

 

Dubled was not a family that loved each other.

 

The fleet saw their children as merely tools of power, and the father had slaughtered ten brothers and left only two.

 

What I said was probably something I don't understand to Javelin.

 

‘It’s a big deal, I tried to get along, but I got more angry.’

 

I made a desperate excuse.

 

"I'm not going to upset you anymore, I'm going to be really quiet, so I don't want to be seen by you, I'm going to walk carefully, and I'll eat a little bit of rice!So can you forgive me?

 

I looked up eagerly and her eyes were distorted.

 

"You're...."

 

“...?”

 

“...go in.”

 

She walked past me, not trying to speak.

 

After she was gone, I sighed, Hugh.

 

“Baby, for me,” Rhea muttered, moving.

 

‘No, it’s not all about Leah.’

 

But I’m used to this illusion. Now I’m going to hug myself, shouting, “Thank you!”

 

I opened my arms with a dismal expression. She embraced me as always.

 

Boom, boom, boom!

 

The administrators rushed down the hall.

 

"Ma'am, the Empress is down!"

 

I heard a loud cry and grabbed her collar in my arms.

 

‘It started.’

 

 

****

 

 

Adolf hurried to the palace to check on the situation, and the palace was looking, but the Empress said he had no sign of waking up.

 

“What happened?”

 

The Imperial Palace did not know what to do.

 

“I don’t know. A week ago, he was healthier than usual. His frequent complaints of arthritic pain disappeared. She took a lot of walks and she had a great color, so why did this happen all of a sudden?”

 

“It could be Germany.”

 

“No test showed any toxic reactions.”

 

The Imperial Family asked the Queen's maid.

 

“Did you eat any food, Nio?”

 

“I don’t think so! Your tone always shows signs. If there is a door, the fainter would have known first.”

 

She was afraid to use the high-water dump, and the maid jumped.

 

The Imperial Palace was inundated. The Empress doesn’t have any allergies.

 

“Did you notice anything unusual recently?”

 

“The only thing that’s different is that you took the pills of youth—”

 

“You mean the drugs that you’re selling on the market?”

 

The Imperial Family looked at the Empress who had fallen groaning, “Huh ...” Why is he so old that he can be so old?

 

Drugs that were not unanimously confirmed by the Imperial Palace could not be brought into the Imperial Palace.

 

It was strictly forbidden because it could be used as a poison.

 

“But this didn’t happen to anyone else on the market.”

 

The maid looked at him, and then at him.

 

“Not only on the market, but the priest has taken a similarly effective drug and prepared it...”

 

The words made people look at Adolf.

 

He is a long white face and a wide-ranging student.

 

What the hell happened!

 

He had apparently stolen the recipe from the top of the boy’s head and made it the same.

 

This is all my fault that the Emperor has fallen.

 

That did not mean that the new man himself stole the manufacturing method of the top.

 

If she knew that she had bought a person with money and committed theft, she would be chased immediately.

 

“You have to blame the pills on the top of the baby.”

 

Adolf immediately contacted the worker at the top of Hope.

 

 

****

 

 

Martin, a worker who has been working at the top of Hope for three years, kicked Chit and tongue.

 

I had a chance to catch up with the proposal of the new priest in the greed of money, but I did not know that things would be so annoying.

 

 

“Is there anyone who’s been drugged and has a problem?”

 

“Yes, Saram never came to see me for having a problem.”

 

“You’ll have to make a problem.”

 

 

The priest handed me the bottle, and said that I could put it in the stock of the medicine of youth.

 

It was not so hard to mix the powder with the medicine.

 

Martin, a member of the Guard, knew the patrol route and the shift time of the guards better than anyone else, and knew when the workers were leaving.

 

He entered the warehouse in the absence of a man.

 

I groped the wall in the dark and found the inventory of the drug of youth.

 

'Wen't got so much luggage.'

 

In the last five years, the top of the Hope grew, each crab reaching out from the needle to the military supplies.

 

There was too much luggage in the warehouse, and the interior is dark.

 

I was stealing sweat from the back of my hand and I was digging through the sack.

 

“What are you looking for?”

 

“Well, the youthful ... Huck!”

 

He was breathing as he answered the wrong sound on the sack.

 

A dim fire debt came into the Django, which signaled the voice.

 

A girl was sitting on a sack and smiling single.

 

“Luminus pills?”

 

“Well, well, what the hell! You’re a bitch—”

 

!

 

His head fell on the sack of the sack. He struggled and shook his hand.

 

When I turned my head, it was the vice president and his assistant, Curtis.

 

“What are you doing here?”

 

“Well, that’s what I’m saying,” he cried, his face singing softly at the indemnity.

 

“I was looking for something in the name of a solitary note.”

 

“Danju? How do you know him?”

 

“He sent a man to the kimp, because it was swept up.”

 

Once the deputy tries to grasp the situation, he must escape.

 

The girl walked only with a samantha and held out her upper body with her back.

 

"The excuse is too much of a stick."

 

“...what?”

 

“When did I give you that order?”

 

Martin laughed at the boy.

 

“What a nonsense ... how a little girl is this big top-end sober ... poke!”

 

He groaned red, his throat caught in hers at once, and when he looked down at him, looking dryly, as if he were trying to twist his neck like a worm, she said, “I’m sorry.

 

“Shhh, the Danju did not allow you to speak.”

 

“...!”

 

Martin and Curtis opened their eyes.

 

You really think she's a solitary girl?

 

No way!

 

The top of Hope grew into a giant top in ten fingers in the empire in five years.

 

Spinel was monopolized and the commercial area was dominated, and now there was no object that did not involve in war supplies.

 

What makes sense that the owner of such a top is a girl who is less than ten years old!

 

However, the wealth monotony, which never softened the momentum even in front of the top of the great nobles, was invincible or polite to the child.

 

“Let it go.”

 

His hand was loosened by a word. Martin, who had stepped back and shuffled, looked at the child and the minor.

 

The child approached him slowly.

 

“I think I was pretty good to the workers, but I don’t think I liked it.”

 

Martin’s throat burned at the girl’s own words.

 

It was strange. He was running the guard on a little girl, and it was as if he were being scared.

 

The child’s small hand touched Martin’s shoulder.

 

“Huh? Did you not like it?”

 

“Well, I’m—”

 

When Martin, who was scared and could not answer properly, the child shrugged.

 

“Well, no.”

 

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“I didn’t mean to forgive you for letting me know.”

 

The back of the child’s hand was shining, and I felt a great deal of savings.

 

When I turned my head to see what was going on, the child's hands were shining and it seemed like my neck was burning as if I had swallowed the fireball.

 

"Uh, turn it off--!"

 

The blood of his silver body was swollen, and Marton, who was shaking like an electric shock, said, "Sa, live... live ...!"

 

He wiped his hand on the hand-held gun with a casual face, and left the door.

 

Curtis narrowed his eyes and swallowed dryly as he stared at her back.

 

‘It must have been embarrassing.’

 

No matter how short it is, the child would have been embarrassed to make a person come with a strange attitude.

 

Not as much as you are, of course.

 

Who knew that the person behind the curtain, which made him stand side by side with the big group in just five years, would be a child who seemed to be less than ten years old.

 

She would have been so desperate not to put her temper on the line, but she had no idea she was such a child.

 

He would listen later, and Curtice told her.

 

“If you’re a master, you have a yoga to crack down on the top, and this is inevitable--”

 

“...he was.”

 

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“It’s gone crazy!”

 

She shuddered.

 

LeBlain, who had met in a few years, was almost a Dubble Red Young Ae.

 

 

****

 

 

She had three moga in front of her office, a dry mirror, two mufflers, a strong sense and a lot of gangs.

 

“Oh, yes, I think this will work out.”

 

She had put so many things on me and brought a lot of things to her arms.

 

“No, I don’t need it.”

 

“You look good on your part...”

 

I shook my head dog, and I put the things that Seria had put on it, folded it, and put it in the box.

 

These are all valuable stock to make money.

 

“Is Martin on the street?”

 

"Yes."

 

"OK, I'll go then."

 

“There’s more, it’s like a guerrilla that you’ve come into the top.”

 

She had a lot to show her, and her eyes were shining.

 

But I shook my head. I left the inn in the blanket for the top.

 

“Is it okay to show up to Curtis?”

 

I nodded at her.

 

“She’s the one you trust, and I trust her.”

 

“You’re very happy to say that, and this is what you asked for.”

 

I took the envelope from her. I checked inside and nodded.