"Why did you come just now?" Medusa frowned slightly, "Wait, what are you holding in your arms...?"
"This femme fatale is called Medusa. She is the second in command in the organization. It was she who recruited that boy Tom." The brown-maned rat king introduced the identities of several people to Ava in a low voice, "The other few minions you should I have an impression, I was taught by you in the survival competition."
Ava said "hmm" to express her understanding.
The cat-eared boy glanced at the empty playing field, supported the railing with his hands, and jumped over with a slight jump. Perhaps because today is the last scheduled actual match, there are many more people in the audience than the day before yesterday. Even for unpopular events, the seats are packed.
"The Elf Sol has abandoned the game because he has not recovered from his injury!" After a while, the referee announced, "So, the cat kills Tom in this round!"
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