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