C1090 Adjudicator
Western Sparkling Garden.
"Stop wasting time. Let's end this quickly."
"Ila."
Machinery Saint Lear held a half-burnt cigar in his mouth and laughed.
At this moment, he did not look like the previous decadent uncle. There was not a single stubble on his clean side of his face, and his fine golden hair was tied into a small braid at the back of his head