"Oh yeah, tell this to my mom. Next year I will complete two hundred years and she still thinks I'm a kid."
I didn't know what to say to him anymore. Two hundred and was considered a kid! What about me then? Barely twenty and they should consider me a toddler!
"Anyway, do you have a name?"
"It's Treefor."
Ok, at least his name made quite sense to me. "Listen Treefor, I just want to observe the valley, take a short glimpse of it so I can know how to force those creatures living inside to move out."
"Like what you did to these two?" he pointed out using one of his long and dangerous branches towards my two dumb looking demons. "Sure, like these two," I lied, yet I felt no guilt to lie to a child with two hundred years old!
"Hmm… what guarantee then you don't aim for the tree?"
"What tree?" I asked, hardly controlling myself. Dealing with kids wasn't my strongest turf.
"The golden tree, I just told you about!"
