Fortunately, this fight was not in vain, and Wren made some discoveries.

Sidra's attack was heavy, but not to the point of dying.

Wren had already guessed that Sidra was extremely hostile to the gods, whether it was outside the Desperate Meadows in the first place, or the recent attacks around the world, and the fact that the two of them had taken action without saying anything after this meeting, all confirmed this.

Sidra did not show an attitude of going to the end, and the battle between the two of them ended up being the first to stop.

If you think about it, Sidra also spared him in the desperate meadow, could it be that his hostility is only against the true gods?

And there is a second discovery, Wren found that the opponent's strength seems to be inferior to the original in the process of fighting Sidra.

He still remembered that when he was in the desperate meadow, he was beaten by Sidra and was almost completely suppressed, and he was so embarrassed that he was already thinking about resurrecting the snake on Allenville's sword if he died.

And this time.

You know, aren't all the pits on the runway of the airport outside being smashed by him......

Even considering that Sidra gave himself the "defeat", without weapons, there should not be such a big gap.

Wren: "Hmm???"

"Huh?"

Wren is enlightened, and the first captain can only find someone who has no tacit understanding with him.

"This ......," I stammered, as if I was about to say something.

On the other side, Sidra and my agent were sitting under the car on the way to the hotel before they left the airport.

It means, "What does he mean?"

That time there was a questioning tone, a hint, and a command.

No matter how clever Adam was, he could see that the captain was full, and he wanted to know what the captain wanted to say, and his consciousness wanted to "huh?" came out, but was killed back by the sudden glaring eyes of the captain.

If Rennes noticed when the captain left the goal, but the smallest response I gave when I was injured and thinking about something was not to raise my eyelids.

The captain of the first team gave this kick to Wren's face that he had been planning for a long time to give Adam's ass.

A thought came to his mind, and the captain's gaze stayed under Wren's face for a moment, pondering where to step on that foot.

……

For example, by caring about Wren's injury, ask a question about the edges.

When I opened my eyes a little more, I saw a captain standing in the doorway, which was a very friendly and bad gaze that I was not looking at.

But being stared at and having time to think less, if you want to ask about the injury, it's a bad meaning, and the captain squeezed out a word for a long time:

Adam blinked: ???

I looked at Adam in front of me, although the other party was still funny and restrained, but I thought:

Sidra looked nervous and looked at the scenery in the window: "Of course I know, my name is Len, or he asked you to remember it a while later, saying that it is a few important people you may meet in Wild Card."

Unfortunately, these questions have not been answered for the time being, and just after the end of the battle, Sidra said that only after the concert will he have time or mood to sit down with Wren and have a good talk.

[In view of the general environment,

And when he saw himself coming, the guy reacted completely except for his eyelids moving.

I really wanted to go down and kick under this face, but considering that the other party was injured, I still forgot it.

You ...... this too.

That attempt worked remarkably.

But I can ask about that thing, and if I knock on the side, it's okay......

……

Sidra nodded, "You know."

Could it be the wounds sustained in the recent attack?

Bah!

The captain gave his subordinate a look.

Captain One: Finally!

……

Speaking of which comes from the first time I met

When I got to that guy, every time I saw my face before, I always felt disgusted that I didn't want to imprint my shoes on my face. So

That thought was immediately put aside, and the captain came mainly to see if there was nothing he could know.

And as the problems I considered were so few that I became angry, I felt a "bad intentions" gaze that kept falling on my face.

I said, "Huh?"

Captain One: That's not what I mean!

Now in this devastated airport, it is possible for the captain to be worried.

"This ......"

It's the kind of posture that a serious person will wrinkle when he sees his brows.

No matter how stupid Adam is, he brought it out of his own hands, and he is a regular member of the vigilante, so he should be able to understand what he means.

The atmosphere is not strange.

Before he had planned under Wren's face where his foot should fall, the captain who was about to finish thinking about how to use a little effort also noticed Wren's gaze, and slowly determined the answer to the question he was thinking about - of course he should use the least effort - before he struggled with how to open that mouth.

"Huh?!

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Wren is aware of what a captain means.

I'm sure the captain could knock someone's head open, and I could see that it was the same this time, with fewer question marks.

The captain looked at Wren's face again.

"Huh?"

Even if he understands, he has to say something the same thing, right?

Captain Seven pushed open the door to the lounge and saw Wren reclining under the sofa like a rotten fish.

The captain's fist hardened.

"This...... Huh?"

Wren suspects he's injured.

"Bad ......" the agent decided to dwell less on that question, and the Sidra accent problem could only be changed quickly, but you thought of another question.

The agent thought about it and sighed: "His pronunciation is still wrong, his name is Wren."

Captain, what does he mean, you know?

Me too: "Huh?"

But......

"The vigilantes have a lot to do with you, and if you're wrong, you're wrong. But the patron of your concert, the Bonsell family, don't get your name wrong."

Later, when Wren was injured, why did he do that?

So I decided to be tentative, to try it lightly, to catch the ducks off the shelves, and to say the same:

Adam was in front of me, smiling, and raised an eyebrow when he noticed Wren looking in his direction.

They have been "uh-huh" for a long time, why are they "hmm" at you again?

"Rainlin." Adam still knew what else to say, but he saw the captain's encouraging and coercive eyes: Say! Words!

After a long time of psychological struggle, the agent still asked Sidra in a loud voice, "Does he know anyone from this vigilante?"

Even the mouth is open.

How do you open that mouth? The captain could only hope that Wren would hear his retreat and take the initiative to say something.

I also think I'm asking a bad question: people with abnormal brains should know what you mean.

"Yes, Ron."

Concerned about that guy?

Adam has been with him for so long, he should be able to understand what you mean, and open that mouth on your behalf, even if he says something nonsense, it can be regarded as breaking the deadlock.

"Hmm."