Lynn: “Pfft——”

But he held back and did not laugh.

Because he knows.

You will die if you laugh.

But it's still hard to hold back.

Because the one in front of me is obviously more rounded and more shiny than the previous one!

The demon hunter turned around, looked at his shiny bald head in the mirror, and murmured:

"I'm bald...and strong?"

Ding--

A light flashed from the branch on his forehead.

"..."

Looking at the witcher's dull expression, Linn patted him on the shoulder and comforted him:

"Uncle, this is actually a good thing. Think about it, when you go out in the future, you will be bringing your own light source. This will save you a lot of money in lighting expenses, right?"

What he said makes sense.

But don't know why.

I just have the urge to kill this human kid.
Chapter completed!