After the boring and hard history ti, it was ti to eat.
It seems to that we've turned imperialism into history, but let's just move on because it's annoying to ask them all.
'Yum yum, cookies are always delicious. As expected, shwillin cookies are the best!'
After eating in the dining room, I was eating cookies for dessert.
Before I knew it, I had a cookie in my hand that I had kept as a gift.
Instead of a comfy leather chair, I sat in a slightly uncomfortable chair, staring intently at the cookie in question.
Everything is fine except for a little bit of flaking after tearing off the plastic... nope.
It was mushy that it would make feel bad if I gave it to soone as a gift.
But I decided to keep my promise to Freya.
I decided to give a cookie to the villain who handles monsters.
Why do I keep my promise to a goddess I don't even believe in?
For so reason, every mont I ca to the Duke of Visenna, I felt like my life was getting shorter.
Coincidentally, there were three n in this position.
If we had to judge by age, they were Duke Eustia, the Grand Duke Ferze, and young lord Sharkis in that order.
Even after a satisfying al, I couldn't get up.
It was the sa with the three n watching .
Fiddling with the enclosed cookies, Ferze couldn't contain his curiosity and asked.
"Why aren't you eating that cookie?"
"That's...."
I t Ferze's eyes as I was touching the cookie in my hand for a long ti.
I could hear Duke Eustia coughing next to .
Ferze, who was about to say sothing, soon shut his mouth.
I pondered which of the three to choose for my fortune.
Unfortunately, the unfortunate winner who will have the mushy, dusty cookies is....
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