When Lake had planned to write his name and see what this mysterious reward was, his sixth sense came out, or his fate jumped out on its own, as if it was saying that it was not the time.

After a while, Lake forgot about this thing. Now, just now, the sixth sense suddenly pulled the name of this thing back into his sea of ​​consciousness, as if saying...

It's time?

It's a ghost time.

Lake shook his head, and with a soothing sound, he threw out the scroll of fate in his hand.

Click!

Sefer, who walked in from outside, looked down at the scroll that rolled to his feet, blinked his eyes, picked it up, looked at Lake's face in the hot spring and smiled, "Are you thinking about what Hill said a few days ago?"

Lake shook his head: "No, how is that possible!"

If you say it doesn't care, you don't care.

The same sentence.

Even if his biological parents are still alive, if they are just alive, it doesn't matter, just don't disturb each other, but if they dare to come to him and talk, there is nothing to say, his knife has never been soft.

Seffer laughed, "Then why did you throw this thing out?"

Lake's expression was faint: "I don't see you, I'm not upset!"

At this time, the sixth sense told him that he could use this thing. No need to think about it. Lake knew what the urine nature of this thing looked like. It must be to guide him to check the information left behind first.

Lake said: "I'm not interested in that information, and the person who left it!"

Sefer blinked, walked into the hot spring, handed the scroll to Lake, and smiled and said, "Dear, then you are not as good as me."
Chapter completed!