"Viclan, the Patriarch sent us. We'll escort you back home!" Vincent, the captain of the Guardians, greeted Viclan and the other scientists with a smile when they got out of their vehicle.
Viclan was so moved that he was in tears. "Is the Patriarch alright?"
Vincent nodded. "Yes, the Patriarch is perfectly fine. He's looking forward to seeing you back!"
Viclan said guiltily, "I've been searching for the Patriarch in Neige over the years but found no clue. Before I knew it, thirty years went by. I've disappointed the Patriarch!"
Vincent smiled. "Don't worry about it. The Patriarch wouldn't blame you. I was nervous about meeting the Patriarch at first, but then I found him to be a very approachable man. Come, Viclan. The Patriarch is waiting for you!"
Viclan said, "I think we should stop calling me Viclan now. From now on, I'm Charles Soan again."
"Sure! You're about twenty years older than me. I guess I should call you Uncle Charles."
