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Dear sir/madam, here's some of the translation that I have translate,
Maybell, I will tell you what happened to me right now... … !”
“I've heard that pattern from other people many times already, so it's okay, sir.”
When sublimating endless emptiness into humor
Evan's efforts to keep were frustrated without even being started by Maybell.
Maybell looked at Evan's crumpled face and smiled softly, then pulled and hugged him.
“Now, I'll soothe. There's no way that Elric Sirrane could actually make such a vague thing. You did really well even here. Good job, good job.”
“The elixir relationship was successful.”
“Yes, you did a great job. You are also my master.”
I wasn't aware of it.
From the beginning, it was Evan or Bernard who thought they could actually create potions like Elixir.
Evan raised his head from Maybell's chest.
Although Maybell looked at herself with endless compassionate eyes, she was strangely heated, but it wasn't her fault that she couldn't drink Elixir, so she didn't get upset.
“I know where to go. I know the usage... …
It wasn't until he made it that he knew right away that it wasn't for himself, but he was still convinced he should have made it.
At the same time as Elixir's ductility, a huge piece of truth engraved in his mind.
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