She tried her best to reach out and grab Andy's palm.

"Little grandson...Andy..."

After touching his grandson's hand, the old man felt relieved.

She didn't try to touch the glasses anymore, she just held the little gnome's hand.

Andy tried not to tremble in his voice, and asked softly: "Did you sleep well, great-great-great-grandmother?"

"It's okay." The old goblin tried his best to squeeze out a smile on his wrinkled face.

Andy looked carefully at the old goblin's face.

It was as if he wanted to imprint the old goblin's face deeply into his mind.

He wanted to feed the old goblin soup again, but he might not have time.

Andy slowly said:

"I've put the hot soup beside your bed for you, and I've arranged for a few trustworthy attendants to take care of your daily life."

Andy found a few humans.

Andy has always doubted his luck.

But the way he looks at people is very accurate.

His former subordinates in the decoration company are still working loyally for him.

He believed that those people would help him take good care of the old goblin until the old goblin recovered.

Liva Timothy seemed to notice something.

Her old face wrinkled slightly.

"...Don't do anything stupid." She said slowly.

"I won't do anything stupid." Andy said softly, "You know my character."

"Yes..." The old goblin smiled softly: "You have always been soft-hearted and unwilling to do anything bad..."

"Goodbye then..." Andy said softly: "Remember to drink soup."

"I remember……"

The little goblin slowly turned around.

In his one eye, a tear slowly flowed down.

He can't stay any longer.

What he did was not stupid.

His mentality is unstable and he will always break down and cry and make a fuss, but he will think twice about the decisions he makes.

This may be the last time he sees the old goblin.

Hope she can forget herself.

"Boss." The bodyguard standing in front of the door handed the hat to the goblin.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Andy slowly put on his hat.

"let's go."

He spoke.

"It's time to go meet them."

…

In the alley corner of the city.

Eden Grote, wearing a black robe, sets foot here again.

He held an umbrella and slowly observed his surroundings.

The ground is corroded.

The ground was shattered.

He always goes on the ground to investigate.

Because deep down in his heart, he only believes in himself.

There are a lot of signs of corrosion on the ground.

The ground was turned up and twisted into strange shapes.

Eden knew what it was.

This is pollution.

are traces of pollution.

But he didn't see any traces of contamination.

"What on earth is this..."

He didn't know that this was where Carter and Ken fought.

The information between him and the nobles was not transparent.

The nobleman did not tell him that Carter was dead, nor did he receive further information.

This made him furious, but he couldn't vent it.

After all, the nobles and him are in a cooperative relationship.

Those guys always like to put on airs.

Moreover, although their goals are the same, at the same time, the nobles want the cultists to die together.

"A gold-level warrior... besieging a cultist here?" Eden thought carefully in his mind.

"It's him."

His eyes brightened.

"It's [Snake]."

This large-scale pollution attack is very distinctive.

He quickly remembered a person who should have come to Restoration City a long time ago, but had not yet appeared.

【snake】.

That guy, holding that hand, and the book used as a sacrifice!

Eden never knew who the messenger from Knox was.

Now, he understood who it was.

"My Lord..."

He closed his eyes and muttered something.

He prayed to the gods.

Pray to know where [Snake] is now.

God responded to him.

"Is he dead?" Eden opened his eyes blankly.

This cultist who corroded the ground unknown how long ago actually died.

"Damn-"

He thought that the messenger just didn't arrive, but he didn't expect that the messenger was really dead!

"Hey, over there." A strong voice suddenly sounded from behind Eden, interrupting Eden's thinking.

"..."

Eden gently put on the white mask without organs.

He turned his head.

A tall, bear-like figure completely blocked the entrance to the alley.

He was wearing bright golden armor, and on a rainy day, rain dripped from his hair bit by bit.

There was a ferocious angry look on that face.

Paladin.

Charles Addison.

"I feel very familiar with you. We have met before." Charles raised his sword and stared at Eden with a burning gaze: "Let me go to Brenda!"

Eden didn't speak.

he is very angry.
To be continued...