"You're welcome, it's just a little effort." You replied casually, lowering your head slightly, and the blade you were holding during the battle fell to the ground.

Only then did the fugitive realize that the person who rescued him had a knife on his head?

what is this? Circus acrobatic clown? Or is he dead and just dreaming?

"It's okay to be afraid, but never throw away your knife at any time."

You didn't know that the person you saved was complaining that he was a clown in his heart. You put down this sentence, then lightly stepped on the ground and flew up to the treetops.

"Who are you!" The fugitive shouted in hindsight as he held the knife in a panic, realizing that everything in front of him was not an illusion. 】

["Time is transparent." Echoes came from the dim mountain forest, and the next sentence made the fugitive's face turn red,

"And, friends"

"I think you need to change into a pair of pants now.\

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