Chapter 47
“You are the one who knows best how to be safe in our world, you are the ones here and they are not. I'm glad that you trust me. Don’t worry maybe I can do something about your disguised. " They returned to the living room. Lessan made him sit on a stool for an unknown reason. He left for a while and returned immediately with a pair of scissors. "Lord, what's that thing for?" "For your hair," he answered and touched Freya's very long hair. "Let's see," he added and tried to cut it but when he tried to cut it the blade of the scissors seemed to twist. He thought it was dull so he took a magazine and tried to cut it but it was easy to cut. “Damn! Do you even have hair as hard as your head?” "That thing is too weak, you forgot again that I am a half -fool—" “Duh! whatever! Over and ove
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