Although Villara had given up, and hinted that the kingship had given up, saying that as long as he could be by the kingship's side, the stubborn giant did not agree to take Villara back to the city. I take care of you, take care of you, and want you to go back to the way you used to be all day.
Verne was very tired, and when he couldn't come back, he let go, but. . . God, for kingship's sake, wanted Jon to drink some wine and go to the forest to pick herbs. He came directly to the world, and he sat in front of the seclusion.
"The world..."
The voice made the world turn around and clasp his hands to him, knowing who called him.
"Oh, my God."
"Do you want to come back?"
Suddenly asked, the world frowned.
"Good heavens, eyes mean..."
"I mean, do you want to go back?"
Of course, the world wants it to go, but at least. . .
"Even if it doesn't fully recover, I can see it."
The hermit smiled at Vanral's carelessness and suddenly took out a bottle of elixir and handed it to him.