Arriving at the Fortress City
In life, you really do see all kinds of strange things.
“…”
Juhwan stared blankly at a crow flying through the sky.
In its beak—
It was holding the Santa Flea.
“Le-let me go, pang! You rude bird! Let go right now, pang! I am not food, pang! I am not your prey, pang!”
The Santa Flea shouted loudly and struggled, but the crow didn’t care at all.
“Dad! Pang got taken! The crow took Pang! What do we do?!”
Dorothy panicked beside him.
Of course, Juhwan already knew.
He had seen everything.
He was just… too stunned to react.
He never imagined that something which defeated magical beasts… would get caught by a crow.
‘That crow is pretty clever…’
Thinking about it now, the crow had been watching from the beginning.
It acted like it didn’t care, walked around casually—
Then suddenly grabbed it…
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