The Adventure of the Boy With a Mind of a Middle-aged Man - 222 Episode 36

Turning only to the signs that arose in the corner of the room in a slight sleep, a boy, about twelve or three years old, with long golden hair tied behind him in white clothes, had his gaze so cold that it seemed to freeze against Astrea.

“Oh, this is shabby”

“No need to say hello or anything. Why don’t you move?”

Frowning at the way he’s not even usually calm,

“I didn’t suppose you had a deadline?

Speak naturally.

“Don’t delude me. I should have ordered a speedy process.”

The boy’s eyeballs began to color bright red and the white aura began to roar with yura and drifting buildings.

(Sounds bad)

His tone is changing. Angry minds, it would be a step ahead of the outburst.

“I’d like you to be careful what you do to stand out.”

“Eliminate the Kid now and take full control of this Empire”

“More than we can stand up and move…”

Suddenly when his vision was distorted, he was grabbed and lifted by a whistle by a grey-haired boy standing at his desk.

“Okay. I’ll only say it again. Take full control of this empire. If you can’t, just kill you and entrust the reign of the Empire to something else.”

“Okay.”

The boy let go of his hand from his throat and Astrea also followed gravity and fell to the ground.

“The deadline is the end of the year. I can’t wait any longer. Don’t forget.”

Make the word disappear at the end of the day when the boy’s figure is sumptuous as if nothing existed.

“I would have liked to stick with you a little bit more.”

The other person is the hermit. Just in case, I didn’t want to move for another year to see how things were going, but I can’t say that either. If he overtakes December 31 by even a second than he is serious, Astrea will be disposed of. That’s what he is.

I’m pretty sure this look on Astrea touched your scales first, to see from his state of flushing angry hair.

“Those are the bad guys. But now I have to move. Well, that’s fine. I haven’t been shuddering in silence for the past year and a half either. I’ve already planted the seeds. All you have to do is sprout the seeds.”

Astrea rose from the floor and woke up the fallen chair, leaving the office behind.