The News of the Skeleton Archmage. A Fruitless Return?
Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL
"How tragic... humans still can't be too obsessed with certain things..."
Looking at the skeleton man's pained and confused look, Joelson felt a lingering fear. He was afraid that he would end up like him if he died that day.
"Rest assured, my father. With me around, with my brothers and sisters around, that kind of situation is still a very distant thing for you..."
Hades flapped his dragon wings. The meticulous Hades could sense his father's thoughts and said.
"Well, I didn't fall into that kind of emotion but thank you for your concern, Hades."
Joelson touched Hades with gratification.
"Godfrey, can you find a way to comfort this skeleton again? If he is in such pain and confusion, we won't be able to ask questions."
Joelson touched Hades as he asked.
"Yes, I do."
Godfrey took out a small bottle of medicine from his pocket and shook it. The milky white liquid in the bottle shone with a gentle light.