Fat Old Man Gute

Merlin jumped down from the Three-Headed Demon Dragon's head. An unfamiliar voice reached his ears, and following it with his gaze, he soon spotted a plump old man.

"Hmm?"

When Merlin saw the plump old man, although a long time had passed, he still could not forget him. Memories long sealed away burst through the gates like a flood, filling Merlin's mind.

He still remembered that there had once been a little fat boy named Gute, one of his closest friends. Before the Light Church took control of Blackwater City, little fat Gute had even helped Wilson Castle.

"Gute..."

A smile appeared at the corner of Merlin's lips. His childhood companion, the little fat Gute of those days, had now become a plump old man who walked with faltering steps.

"Merlin, it really is you!"

Fat old Gute did not know what to say. He had never expected that their parting would last several decades, nor that they would meet again under such circumstances.

Merlin waved his hand, and the knights naturally did not dare keep holding Gute. Merlin now held an exalted position in the Black Moon Kingdom; even the king of the Black Moon Kingdom did not possess such prestige.

Gute looked at Merlin without any shock. Instead, he smiled and said calmly, "Merlin, you've finally returned to Blackwater City. To see you once before I die can be considered the fulfillment of my wish. When you left Blackwater City, I even thought for a time that we would never meet again..."

Though Gute's tone was calm when facing his childhood friend, the earnest look in his eyes could not conceal the excitement and joy in his heart.

"I'm back, Gute. I said that I would definitely return!"

With that, Merlin stepped forward and gently supported Gute. This