C680 5 Divergent Longing 5(2)

"No, nothing..."

The corner of the coyote's mouth twitched as it laughed dryly. The part of its head that was covered by the black cloth was covered with cold sweat. He looked at Darknorth Fisher's cold face and the tip of the arrow that was getting further and further away from him and swallowed his saliva.

"I'm not interested."

Darknorth Fisher emphasized with a frown