Seeing what Moll said to his wife, Miria, in the story,

Al, who has read the previous content, naturally remembers the content of the introduction,

The thoughts diverged further, and there was a kind of breathless depression.

The dead Medioc, the Milia who has some kindness to little Hoth.

Still young little Hoss...... And the church in that town, which has not yet been seen.

"Hoo ......"

Al couldn't help but throw up

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