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Fate was an inevitable monster. To be exact, Mirania could feel that her ending, guided by this world, was approaching like a monster.

‘This time, I have to come up with a different ending.’

Mirania glanced up at the sky. “We must prepare to camp in here.”

An hour later…

Tick, tack—

The bonfire burning illuminated their surroundings, and Mirania calmed at the warmth of the red flames.

Chewing on the berries, she had gathered around and mumbled. Sweet and bitter nectar moistens her tongue and runs down her throat.

By the time Mirania had eaten half of the fruits, the wind blew. Behind her, there was a sound of the bushes shaking. Mirania has made no effort to ascertain the identity of the noise.

The sound stopped in front of her as she stared at the bonfire flames swaying sky-high with a nonchalant expression.

Thud!

Something heavy fell.

“Mirania, look what I brought!”  The one with the cheerful voice was Grecan.

“At a glance, I could tell it’s just a corpse of an insignificant beast.”

A mocking voice came from above, it was Leverianz along with the wind blowing due to his wings, and the sound of the bushes behind was Grecan.

The two revealed this, with Mirania in between. Like it or not, Mirania was free from all thoughts and was just munching on the fruit.

‘You two should have listened to me when I stopped you.’

Somehow, the fight intensified, as if her reaction was adding oil to the fire as soon as she tried to warn them.

[Are you saying something?] said Leverianz

[Is it my fault, not the bat’s? It doesn’t feel right.] answered Grecan.

They were so upset, after going through that a few times, Mirania didn’t intervene unless it was destroying the witch’s castle and forest.

‘Even if they quarrel among themselves.’

“Mirania, I found something to eat. What do you think looks better?”

‘Because that’s how you draw yourself in.’

Popping the berries through her lips, Mirania stared at the large mushroom Leverianz was holding.

What Leverianz likes was fresh blood and a kind of fruit and vegetable.

Grecan, on the other hand… “It’s a road to the second continent we’re taking, so how can such grassroots fill your stomach? You should at least eat one of these.”

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