When Derek heard Asher's words, he couldn't understand what exactly she was upset about and what she would call a tragedy.
"What's a blessing?" Derek didn't want to hear the other guy ranting in the bushes. He wanted to hear the answer, even if he had already guessed it.
"Bee a servant of God Anhai and have the chance to live forever," the conductor answered. He bowed slightly as he spoke.
Is it true what happened...
The so-called blessing of God in Anhai is a disease of sexual intercourse!
Drake's heart rate began to increase and the masticatory muscles in his jaw quivered. He noticed the gesture of the female guide bowing to him, and soon became aware of the enthusiastic attention of other museum staff around him. This is a bold and cautious guess. In his heart he is generous.
The staff of this museum... no, the aborigines on this street are all remnants of the Ankaishin Association. They look forward to the return of Ankai and are eager to receive this "blessing."
And when he appeared here, full of the "blessings" of his lineage, they saw a messenger sent by the god Ankai, who had e to guide them in achieving their great ideals. It was as if it were.
Thinking this way, Drake finally understood why these people had such an unusual amount of respect for him, but also how these people made him feel "travel-sick." I didn't know if they confirmed that he was suffering.
With these questions in mind, Derek came to the bathroom nervously. Only then did he notice that his eyes began to show a strange color. The whites of his eyes were clearly not human. The whites of his eyes were shining yellow. However, it tends to expand and diverge.
"Ahem," Derek coughed, suddenly feeling a sharp pain in his heart and lungs. There was a fishy smell ing from his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of acidic water and blood, which filled the entire sink.
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