Leaving Human Existence Chapter 27

The north wind is howling and the snow is piled up.

In a world filled with desolation and withering silence, two figures stood facing each other, one holding a bluish-white spear, and the other holding an aqua-blue lance.

"Larven, are you ready?"

The snake man, who had a few green lines on both sides of the vertical eye lines between his eyebrows, faintly outlined into the shape of a flower, spoke slowly, with a hint of satisfaction in his tone.

I have gained a lot this year!