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This time, he had exchanged all his savings for high-end photography equipment, swearing that he must capture the best shots, the possibility of Gary Smith facing a Strong Enemy and failing wasn't within his consideration.
What a joke, his trust had been locked in place through the countless scares from Gary Smith that had honed his spirit threshold.
Only second to the Door Disciple and Collector!
Willow Tennyson stood on her tiptoes clad in white silk, stepped into the genuine leather shoes held up by the Doll Bear, hopped onto the ground, pressed her heels down, and after standing straight, she just reached Gary Smith's waistline and seriously said, "Big Toy, go and come back early!"
"Hmm——"
Dream of the Crimson Moon quietly watched Gary Smith enveloped in the sun light pillar; she was silent, not caring about the Relic but puzzled—why did the scent of Thorns seem so infused, as if pickled?
It was impossible to pull out!
