"Sarah Shawn pays respects to my ancestor grandfather!"
Sarah had already knelt down in front of Old Roy, excitedly said, "To have the honor to see the demeanor of my ancestor, Sarah has not come in vain!"
"My child, get up."
Old Roy lovingly helped Sarah up, nodding repeatedly, "Strong and robust body, truly worthy of being a descendant of my Loren Clan!"
"Ancestor grandfather, have you not perished?"
Feeling the touch of the other party, Sarah's face was full of joy, and she hastily said, "Then Sarah will take care of you from now on!"
"Silly child, I have already perished along with the destruction of Loren Kingdom, that was my last dignity, and the fate of the last Knight King."
Old Roy affectionately patted Sarah's head, smiling, "Now I am nothing more than a magical entity carrying a strand of my consciousness, just like those Golem Puppets that have been summoned."
"So that's how it is..."
Sarah's expression dimmed, and she once again became melancholic.
