A Sweet, Yet Deadly Smile
“Hah… you…,” Nicole panted while using one of the Yellow Flags in order to support her body. “You’re… a very good… runner.” “I am confident in my stamina,” Ethan replied. “Running has almost been an everyday part of my life.” “You run everyday?” “Yes. That is the only way that I can avoid getting hit by Grandma’s sandals.” The pink-haired beauty had run as fast as she could, but she had been unable to keep up with Ethan whose stamina was greater than hers. The young man, on the other hand, still looked fine, despite the fact that he had run at full speed in order to lengthen the gap between him and the crazy girl, who had planned to hunt him down. “Congratulations, the two of you,” Sir Lionel said as soon as his Hippogriff landed a few meters away from the two teenagers. “Only the tw
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