Forty-five years later!
"Nina, slow down!"
In a Valley behind the irises' campsite, Grimm looked ahead with a smile. He looked to be in his thirties or forties, with a protruding belly and slight hair loss.
On the grass not far away, a little girl was running happily. Her laughter was as clear as a bronze bell, and her white feet were stepping on the grass.
"Such days are so good!" Grimm revealed a smile.
Feeling the aura of a first-circle mage, he revealed a satisfied smile.
He was already a first-circle mage. He even met his current wife twenty years ago and had a daughter. After that, he was usually in charge of the preparation work for Eli's experiment.
As for the revenge thing ...
"Ah, I was young back then!" Grimm sighed and shook his head.
Isn't it better to live a normal life?
The pursuit of the truth was too tiring, so it was better to forget it.
He was no longer a seven or eight-year-old child!
