The Great Demon Holm

The boss held a newspaper, his eyes glancing up from above it without saying anything. He looked menacing and unfriendly.,Could it really be because of those steam-powered tanks that only move by boiling water,Whatever, he's just an unknown assassin. He takes on jobs and gets by day to day. Who knows what tomorrow brings Maybe one day he can't do it anymore and starves in his own home. He doesn't care about what happens on the battlefield at all.。