A multitude of grateful gazes converged upon Greg Jensen, filling him with an inexplicable excitement, and his heart was beyond words.
"Lukas, isn't this a bit too much?"
Lukas Simon walked over with a smile and said, "They have followed me and stood guard here for five years, with the evil spirits eroding their bodies every moment.
It was you who freed them from their suffering, shouldn't they be thankful to you?"
Greg grimaced and said, "It's okay to be thankful, but..."
Lukas waved his hand dismissively and said, "What of it? In the future, if you ever run into trouble, you can call me.
I may not have many talents, brother, but I do have many people. Even if it's just to cheer you on, I'm much stronger than others, aren't I?"
Greg's heart warmed, and he nodded with a smile, "Alright, let's agree on that. If I ever face danger, I will definitely ask for your help, Lukas."
"Haha, that's the spirit!"
Lukas laughed heartily and patted his shoulder.
