She's a Daemon | |
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Master...What should we do? | |
The Ministry of Defense and Shotty are ordering us to retreat. | |
One a one-percenter , the other a venerable spirit, but both telling us to go. | |
I think doing as they say is the right thing. | |
But... | |
Master... | |
I am your daemon. | |
I go where you go. | |
No matter where that leads, and what may follow. | |
...What am I babbling about? | |
You must be tired! How about a nice meal? | |
It's hard to think on an empty stomach! | |
They're passing out emergency rations over there. Let's check it out! | |
Somebody! There are still brutes on the loose! | |
That shout came from where they're giving out rations! | |
We need to hurry there on the double, Master! |
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Chapter 8: Battlefield of Resolve/Story/She's a Daemon
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