The young girl and the old man sat in the dilapidated boat, smack dab in the middle of the North Sea. "Do you have any threes?" asked the girl. "Go fish," said the old man. The girl drew a card. "I wonder what the readers think about us," she said. The old man chuckled. "Oh, I'm sure they have their theories." The girl sighed. "Yeah, I suppose so..."

Chapter 74: Not Past One Hundred Years Translated by Deathblade Contributing Editor: Madam Deathblade Proofreaders: Lingson, laoren and MeeBoo

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