Jams

SERVERS

"Dian thought about it. There's even a xamus sign from your mapmate in that post. But have you ever been to a parlor?"

"Yet. Jihan's busy making money, sire. What's wrong, hayo?"

"Replace hasn't been as complicated as basetime. If you really want simple things, their vacant land is worth thinking about."

Jihan quiet. He had heard that Marcel astraler number wahid, super busy, until finally the friend was exhausted and could not fight any further, had to be rested, the provision did not support the mission.

Indirectly, frontline astralers anticipate leakage of Internal assets and volume. Illegal activity kisser. Police Server.

But the confusion helps the ascetics because astralers have no trace of Indri, constrained by "tickets" themselves, will ascetics are still unfamiliar to the Server.

"What was that, the parlors were destroyed by the Queen?"

"There wasn't a time when the Eight Catastrophes happened, Jihan. Some time later, after DM, Marcel came to visit me about Ray. There was an affair with the body he left behind in the conscious.

He wanted to borrow the heirloom, Jhid sent him here.

But it's strange to see it, there are no RPMs or participants. The Will I saw was hard to predict. Marcel is unrecognizable to Reinit, he's top secret.

Even Marcel mentioned that Jhid was his champion. Ray's coming, too, so the champion.

While you, visit me about what?"

"So the Queen's lady-in-waiting," Jihan broke up, without a care anymore.

"Hhh-hh! It's very forced."

"Disposed..? What was that, Sire?"

"That's my old grammar. So never lost like you, looking for supplies here and there for a business, many know the character who speaks like this.

Good. Know that your visit here is actually about Citruz Jihan.

No problem with the current frame value, because this will develop by itself later.

Armed with a heart, as you have said, in fact it is enough and you have done.

But even armed with humanitarian values at risk, there will be your deepest cries and sorrow."

"Hhh." seagrass Jihan. " What do you think, Queen?"

Reinita simply smiled, while her hands tidied up Jihan's bangs, looking at the girl with tears in her eyes. "You're the one who knows it, Jihan. My trauma is Rey. My birthday sister."

"So Queen created you two, Queen?"

"really. Reinit can survive his broken heart. But when Larasati was gone, her despair continued in the tunnel.

When resurrected.. My creator is no longer a mahhal (a subtle creature).he has changed..

The indri itself.. Hikk..! resurrected from Reinit's memory with Larasati's face.

Hikk..!

As you were. when you were terrified in the desert. suddenly, your pain occurred. It was as if you were Saint Libra. who struck my Nutrient many times.."

"Jihan doesn't want it all.. Giga, Luna. also Qorin. seem serem all. There's a sense of disgust."

"Everything looks like a monster, doesn't it? Hikk..! Our memories are. his experiences.."

"I. yes." replied Jihan with blurry eyes, already overcast.

"What do you remember in Al Hood.. The jihan? Hikk!"

"The cruelty of his subordinates to humans. Guided invasion. Alien crab. flying alien.."

"Strong tranquility.. Hicks, hyx.. Luna's memory will always be so. throughout Indri's journey. Wallahu nature.."

"How many faces Queen.. The queen? Back Soul itself. twenty-four year old girl.His face."

"Duplicate protects himself. refused the task. did not want to be grounded.. The two of us made it as an alternative, Jihan.."

"Who's looking for a duplicate of the time of the war?"

"Without war, is there no war? Napa Duplicate is still hiding?"

"Want closing, close the book.. Hick! Rey is ready to be laid.. But there's no parasol who killed him.."

"Why don't you guys punish? He's the most invisible jeans, rather than duplicates."

"protocols valid.. Jihan... He says a verse about the knowledge of angels.. But Asma expels him.

It was in exile that he found Marcel.."

"Where is his exile? The parlour?"

"In the parlor."

"What will this queen's joined jeans do?"

"Either.. Your paradoxical plot is not much different from the one that already exists..

Who else asked you to go to the Jihan's?"

"Marcels.. Brother Ririn.."

"Your council is Enik, often there. Directing. supervising Jhid. interacting with astraler."

"Yes. Must be monitored frequently. Asma has succeeded in blinding him. It could be now, one day, nilep Enik's privilege."

"There's an intermate of the century beyond Jihan.."

"I think Jilect is impatient."

Reinita touched the antennae on her ear. The sound of the tool sounds exactly the tone actively connected.

Diddit..!

"Speak to Jilect if you hear it," Reinita told him while holding the connector.

"Hey. What the fuck..?"

"Ehh.. Jilect??" jengah Jihan, she sat a little upright for the sake of the telepathy just now.

"Who are you, huh?"

"Do you see my past there?"

"Anj..! Close it! I told you to encrypt.."

Diddit..!

"Oh. instead of being cut off," Jehan complained as he focused on listening to the unsourced voices, he was confused while examining the surroundings.

"Hhh, there's a lot of wave-time. You want to try my speaker, Jihan?" reinita asked, already removing the Speaker and thrusting it at Jihan. "There will be a temporary grin."

"Umm," awkward Jihan. "Denging huh?"

"Let me just put it on you."

"Y-yes.."

Jihan was immediately silent as soon as her queen fitted the Speaker. Jihan then helps Reinita, hold her hair, seeming Reinita difficult to wear tools because Jihan does not tie her hair.

Ngii.iii!!

"You.uw!"

Perimeter detected! Please wait..

"Put your hands together, Jihan," Reinita's pinta, flipping her hands, flaunting.

"Pray first, huh?"

"Hhh-hh! Never mind.."