The weak rats gathered into a tide and charged mightily, facing an enemy that was almost impossible to defeat.The black dragon streaked across the sky.The fear was suppressed, and he waved the wooden spear in his hand, for faith and for the great god.This is the story of a group of rats growing from
I got tired of the cow and horse life in the city, and returned to my hometown to inherit my grandfather's farm and old house. But friend, how did I not wait for a friendly village chief to start a leisurely and healing ranch life. Why is there an extra dungeon in the basement of my house that spawn
