Although this kind of ending seems to lack a bit of ceremony...
Although a lot of bottom cards remain unturned, there's some regret...
Although ending this game with such speed looks a bit anticlimactic...
Although I must utterly abandon the alias 'Frank Hughes' afterward, and the benefits reaped from Diana are not yet abundant...
But at least at this moment, these reasons aren't enough to serve as an excuse for Motan not to deliver a fatal blow.
Murderous intent, without the slightest spread.
Eyes, still gentle and soft.
"If that's the case, why don't we head back early?"
Until the end, no code was given. Motan gently pushed his glasses with a grin, as if releasing a fart, abandoning this 'opportunity.'
That's right, although the reasons listed earlier weren't enough to stop Motan from dispatching a powerless, shut-in flat-chested mage here and now, the premise for all of this is—the other party indeed has no magic power left!
