"It seems that you don't love me too much!"
Tom walked downstairs without any hesitation. Then he said while walking, "Your Majesty, I hope you won't hate me. I don't want to be an enemy of my former boss!"
The high place was cold, and the breeze was piercing.
The queen stood at the top of the Star Tower for a long time, looking into the distance with deep eyes.
The four demonic troops had already retreated. At least today, the rose emperor wouldn't suffer a catastrophe because of offending Tom, but the Queen seemed to be even sadder.
She shrugged her shoulders slightly, and a tear slid across her face. The rose queen smiled bitterly and whispered, "If I don't let you go, will you really destroy the city?"
Unable to get an answer, Tom had already gone far away.