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“This is the meaning of mother. I am only telling you a fact. As for whether the transaction is established or not, and what you think, there is no relationship with me.”

Is this OK?

Brando is dumbfounded. He thinks that Isis could it be that he can trust himself so much that he is not afraid that he will repent.

No, to be exact, it should be a remorse, because he did not intend to do what the other party said.

Believe that the mother of the monster will have a reputation? Brando feels that he is not stupid enough to do so. In fact, this is why he does not understand why Marsha will reach an agreement with Isis.

But what makes him very puzzled now is that if he must choose an idiot between him and Isis, he has a self-knowledge that Brando feels more likely to be himself, after all, whether it is in Black Prophecy or Dark Blue Poem. The wolves are known for their cunning and greed.

As for himself, in the eyes of the upperclasswoman, it has always been known to consider the slow half-shooting of the problem.

But this obviously does not explain the choices made by the other party. Brando thought for a long time, and if he wanted to break his head, he could only get a result of ‘maybe because he slept too long Time, the mother of this monster has already slept himself.’

……

Medissa felt a shadow of assaults the senses, and the swelled air blew her silver hair like a tassel. Although Fucia fluttered her wings and was still a long way from them, she fell to the side of Leviathan’s crystallized body, proudly holding her head and gathering her wings.

Under the moonlight, it was like a dark mountain. On the top of the mountain, there was a pair of golden pupils, like two bright round moons, watching them.

“Hello, dear Ms. Fucia.”

Medissa looked up and looked at the mountain. She said that she was not afraid of it. It was a lie. Fucia’s most famous era was not in the present. In fact, not many people have heard of the name of the seven-pole Dragon King. But in the era of War of the Holy Saints, the shadow of the King of the Dragon on the battlefield was a nightmare in the depths of all her opponents.

“Oh, this title, I have not heard it for a few days.” Fucia replied with some surprise.

“I have had the privilege of seeing you, in the War of the Holy Saints.” Silver Elf Little Princess replied in a humble way.

“Hey, I should have thought of it, Silver Elf, are you not afraid that I ate you?” Fucia bowed her head, her pointed long kiss almost in front of Medissa, the huge golden pupil, almost more than the Medissa To be tall, there is a pair of golden red rings inside, as if there is endless burning of flaming flames. She stared at Medissa, but the latter did not retreat half a step.

She was looked towards Scippamira, and Miss Priest looked at her with curiosity, like comparing the difference between the evil Dragon King and her lobster.

“Hey, Silver Elf is still so boring.”

Fucia snorted, re-proudly raising heads. She held out a paw, and a tiny silver card on the sharp claw tip was spinning there.

This action attracted the attention of Medissa and Scippamira. As the Planeswalker creature, they knew what the gold card was.

Fucia turned around: “Looks like you recognize it, this thing?”

“Cards of Fate.”

“Ah! It’s really called this name, but compared to the name itself, it has a much deeper meaning, not a little bit. Do you know why it is called this name?” Fucia is condescending, leaning on two people, Asked in an arrogant tone.

If it is an ordinary person, it may be secretly angry because of this tone. But Medissa knows that it is the nature of Colossal Dragons. These arrogant big lizards always have a sense of superiority when faced with all races outside of them.

She is not angry with this little thing, as for Scippamira. The optimist girl didn’t feel anything wrong with Fucia’s tone.

Medissa shook his head accordingly: “What secret is it, dear Madame Fucia?”

“Does your Planeswalker owner tell you?”

Medissa shook her head again, she was modest, because her master was not really a Planeswalker. A true Planeswalker often had to go through a long period of study and growth (this is Tumen’s original words), and Brando At most, I participated in a crash course.

Fucia wanted to sneer a few words, but she suddenly felt a bit stunned, and the golden scorpion faded and sighed: “Planeswalker’s inheritance was once the inheritance of the cream of the crop in the world, they are Vaunde most strong. The most Legendary group of people, we are fortunate to be the last generation of Planeswalker in the world, but we have to watch it disappear from the history of this World, and it will not be traced from now on. This is not a misfortune.”