Is it targeting me?

Smith, looking at the warehouse in front of him, felt that life was hard.

Where were the items?

Had they all been taken by that man?

He turned around, looking in the direction he had escaped from. You are not a miracle, are you playing with me?

Taking things and then going to your death, could you at least leave me something?

Then he rushed to the barracks' dining hall. He remembered there was some canned food in the storage room there. Such a hidden place, that guy shouldn't find it, right?

[Your froglets are going down the stairs, Da Vinci feels it's quite fun, Merlin feels a bit dizzy, it pats Foodie's head, jumps steady, doesn't throw me, who's fragile, down~]

[Foodie carrying Da Vinci and Merlin, suddenly felt that them saying it's smart, is quite a happy thing, but it's just tiring~]