"Your mom's dead."
Looking at the Ironskin Queen on the ground, Leon couldn't help but sigh.
This wasn't an insult; it was merely stating a fact.
The Ironskin Queen had fallen from a great height, landing directly on the stone tablet beside the garden, shattering into pieces, with some parts even scattered into the garden. Not far off, a large iron butt clad in red shorts was hanging on a tree branch, seemingly dead beyond doubt.
"..."
How...how could this happen...
Seeing the Ironskin Queen broken into pieces on the ground, Joshua, who had woken up not long ago and whose mind was still in a fog, couldn't help but move his lips, feeling a bit like crying.
But after trying to work up some feelings, and with two downward turns of his mouth, he found he couldn't cry, so he just stared dazedly at the fragments of the Ironskin Queen.
