Grandfather

It was Ananda and Hobbiton.

"Thank goodness I found you, sir!" Ananda bowed to Angor and forcefully dragged Hobbiton over.

"You… know me?" Angor was a little surprised. Normally, Ananda should have forgotten everything about the Twilight Well when she left there.

Ananda nodded, but she then shook her head. "I already forgot about you, but Hobbiton reminded me of our trip later. Although I can't say I remember everything."

She cast a sad look on her clothes where some oil characters were written.

Angor looked at Hobbiton who was pouting with a frustrated look and asked, "You didn't lose your memory?"

"Why should I?" Hobbiton mumbled unwillingly.

Hobbiton was a child both on the outside and inside, so Angor did not really mind the kid's behavior. He turned to Ananda next.

"So do you want something from me?" Angor continued walking toward the city gate while Ananda followed behind, dragging Hobbiton with her.