You can't just watch a child waiting to die, right?

So, although it took a lot of trouble, as long as there were no major problems, we were able to save them all.

Thanks to Hill for giving us enough oil paintings."

Hill, who was still sitting in the pool, looked up with a smile: "That's William's willingness to spend money."

The 'Old Sanda King' held up the tablet in his hand: "Edna is also very willing, so can you take over the task? Hill."

The beautiful and lovely female pastor looked at Hill earnestly: "Please, please don't refuse me!

More...don't wait for the battle to be over.

Before Edna left, she spoke so lightly that I thought she was just going through the motions!

I didn't expect it to be so dangerous.

I really hope that when she comes back, she will directly see her own cyclamen."

"Isn't this already agreed?" Hill waved to her, "Did you come up with some drawings and patch them up for me, for fear that I would refuse?"

Then he couldn't help but change his expression: "So many hollows! So many multi-metal smelting! So many inlays!

Do you think I can make a house grow on its own?"

"But Hill can do it~" The 'Old Sanda King' leaned towards him cautiously, his smile turning into a sunflower, "Look, for you, isn't it just a matter of spending a few more days of effort?
Chapter completed!