"Kristin, slow down! All my body is aching!"
As the young girl grasped her boyfriend's broad shoulders and began to shake him, first, a groan was heard. Then it was followed by a few words. The sound was loud enough to hear not only the young girl but also those behind her.
"He lives! He lives!"
Nalt clenched his two fists and shouted as he exhaled the breath he held while running. This move was enough to grimace Master Hanry, who was one step behind him.
"As if the strange situations you created weren't enough, now I'm dealing with the shrill voice of this crook-haired kid!"
His voice was harsh, and his words were sharp, but he could not hide the smile on his face. After taking Mel's arm and carrying him into the house, he left the young people. His work today was finished.
