C242 After the Battle
Article 242. After the war
"Squeak squeak!"
"Squeak squeak!"
On an old tree with green sprouts, a group of birds jumped and shouted happily. Their slender legs and sharp claws firmly grabbed onto the tree branches. As if they were playing an interesting game, their bright eyes blinked as they fought. It was like a pair of black crystals.
As the little bird chirped and jumped
