: I figured out what happened in just 0.01 seconds. You should try it too!

pain!

It hurts so much!

Sambo felt as if his buttocks had been pierced.

Despite the excruciating pain, he gritted his teeth and pulled out the long axe when he thought about the current situation.

"Sizzle!"

A spurt of blood gushed out, outlining a vibrant flower on the pure white snow.

But Sambo couldn't care less about that at this point.

If we've already suffered injuries, and we still can't escape, wouldn't all our injuries have been for nothing?

The poor uncle with cold legs continued running, clutching his buttocks and limping along, looking quite pathetic from behind.

Muddy road, sizzling!

However, he hadn't run two steps when a huge shell crashed down in front of him.

"boom!"

Under the force of the enormous impact, Uncle Cold Legs flew up again.

"Jiu~chua!"

"Aww!"

"My ass!"

Unfortunately, he landed on a sharp rock.

then……

My already battered buttocks were now in even worse shape.

With a determined look and a gritted tooth, Sangbo stood up.

Instantly... the blood splattered even further.

What terrible things have I done?!

Sambo was on the verge of tears.

He glanced back; thankfully, the Silvermane Iron Guards were still far away.

Muddy hiss~ Give the road hiss~ Oil~

It must be said that Sambo is quite skilled at escaping.

Even with his buttocks severely injured, he was still faster than the Silvermane Iron Guard.

They quickly left the Silvermane Iron Guards behind.

However, just when he thought he was about to escape,

Jepard suddenly rushed out from the front.

"Having endured ice and snow, this will has been forged, and it will never end!"

With a resolute expression, he leaped high into the air and slammed hard into the ground!

boom!

Poor Uncle with cold legs flew up again.

"Jiu~chua!"

"Aww!"

"My ass!"

Don't get me wrong, there are no sharp objects involved in the Thousand Years of Killing this time.

only……

This time he landed on his bottom.

This is like someone with a large hemorrhoid suddenly having it burst.

This is so tangy...

three times!

Three times in total!

It's always the buttocks that suffer the most.

Sambo: I have been betrayed three times...

Oops, wrong channel.

Poor old Sambo lay on his back on the ground, his eyes seemingly devoid of light.

I don't want to run anymore.

tired.

Destroy it!

He really didn't want to suffer like that again.

Since he stopped running away, the Silvermane Iron Guards quickly caught up with him.

Jepard and Bronya stood on either side of Sambo like gatekeepers.

Sambo smiled with relief.

"I surrender. I'm willing to go to prison with you. Please, please stop attacking."

"If only I had known then what I know now, I wouldn't have done it in the first place."

Jepard said with a regretful expression.

Yes!

I should have known better than to run away!

The baby is suffering inside, but the baby won't say it.

Waaaaah~

Just when Sambo thought he would be captured and taken away by Jepard and Bronya.

The two exchanged a glance and simultaneously gave a wicked smile.

The next second, a dark gun barrel was pointed at Sambo's head.

Bronya's gentle yet firm voice rang in his ears.

"Sambo Koski has committed serious violations of Belloberg laws by stealing and reselling artifacts from the Belloberg Museum and its surrounding sites, as well as trading goods between the upper and lower city areas!"

"No trial needed, execute him by firing squad!"

Sambo:? ? ?

That can't be!

I just run a small business, why should I be executed?!

Sambo was now truly drenched in sweat.

Feeling the gun barrel pressed against his head, Sangbo stiffly forced a smile.

"Miss Bronya, you must be joking, right?"

"I think so?"

"Is that right...?"

"Say something!"

Bronya remained silent, simply staring at him with a serious expression.

No way!

Is she serious?

Just then...

Four tall, burly silver-maned iron guards walked over and pinned Sambo to the ground.

Then, Bronya's voice rang out again.

"Now, carry out the execution by firing squad!"

"???"

"Bang!"

Ciallo～(∠・ω＜)⌒★

The real world.

"Ouch!"

Sangbo sprang to his feet with a somersault, then froze on the spot.

What's going on?

I'm not dead?

The wound on my butt is gone?

Old Sambo touched his buttocks and found that it didn't hurt at all.

"Pfft~"

"Hahahaha!"

He heard two girls laughing nearby. Sangbo turned his head and saw Xiyao and Huohua beside him.

……

It only took me 0.01 seconds to figure out what was going on. You should try it too.

Old Sangbo sighed, lamenting his ill-fated life.

"I said fireworks... uh, sparks."

"How could you betray your own people?"

Hehe~

Spark had a grin on his face and didn't seem to feel sorry for the prank he had just played.

Sambo didn't have much of a solution either.

Then he looked at Xi Yao next to Huo Hua with a curious expression.

"This young lady looks unfamiliar. May I ask your name?"

"Hello, Uncle Cold Legs! My name is Xi Yao, and I'm Sister Spark's best friend."

As she spoke, Xi Yao hugged Huo Hua's slender waist from behind.

People who don't know them might think they're really close best friends.

After touching the sparks, Xi Yao gazed at Sang Bo with her big, watery eyes, her smile sweet and adorable.

However, Sangbo's attention was not on Xiyao's appearance.

At that moment, he was filled with astonishment.

Given Spark's personality, how could she possibly have other friends besides me?

And it seems they have a good relationship.

Sangbo began to scrutinize Xiyao closely.

His first impression of the girl in front of him, who was so cute it was almost unfair, was that she was like an adorable girl next door.

……

Under normal circumstances, there is nothing wrong with this judgment.

But she's the Masked Fool!

If you really treat her like a weak and helpless little sister.

That would be the end of us.

I understand everything I understand.

In The Fool, the more harmless a person appears, the more dangerous they are.

Take, for example, a young woman surnamed Hua.

Sangbo's years of experience in the underworld told him...

This Xi Yao doesn't seem like a good person!

Looking at Xi Yao and Huo Hua hugging each other, Sang Bo felt completely overwhelmed.

One spark was enough to overwhelm her.

Now another one, Xi Yao, has arrived.

Tsk tsk, it feels like the future is bleak!

Wait... maybe they were just passing by?

With a glimmer of hope, Sangbo smiled and said:

"Miss Spark, Miss Xiyao, what brings you here?"

"Of course I'm here to help Uncle with his cold legs!"

G!

My heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was completely dead.

Spark and Xi Yao definitely weren't there for him.

But they came for Belloberg.

This means that his happy ending scenario is no longer valid.

Now, Bellenberg's script is in the hands of these two twin-tailed girls in front of him.

Although it's unclear what kind of personality Xi Yao has, what kind of normal person can get along so well with Hua Huo?

Their scripts... are probably going to be crazy!

What else can he do?

We can only hope that these two little devils will behave themselves a bit.

After all, his mask is still in Spark's hands.

"You guys, you won't go too far, will you?"

"Beloberg has withstood seven hundred years of cold waves and is now teetering on the brink of collapse, but it can't withstand your destruction."

"Of course not!"

"Don't worry, Brother Sangbo~"

"Xi Yao is a very good girl, how could I let anyone get hurt~"

Xi Yao gave a very kind smile.

Upon hearing her words, Spark gave a strange smile.

The thought of what the future might hold makes her want to laugh.

Sambo:…

Why do I feel that Belloberg's future is bleak?

Ugh!

Hopefully, Xi Yao can spark some romance... or at least some sparks.

spark:?

You're still hoping I can pull her along!

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