Fat Old Gutt

The moment Merlin leaped down from the three-headed dragon, an unfamiliar voice resounded in his ear. He followed the direction of the sound and soon spotted a chubby old man. 

"Hmm?" 

Seeing this chubby old man, even after such a long time, Merlin had never forgotten him. Memories that were locked away burst out of the floodgates and filled Merlin's mind. 

He still remembered, back then, there was a little fatty Gutt who was one of his "best friends". On the eve before the Church of Light conquered Blackwater City, little fatty Gutt had once helped Wilson Castle. 

"Gutt…" 

A faint smile appeared between Merlin's lips. His childhood playmate, little fatty Gutt, was now a shaky-stepped, chubby old man. 

"Merlin, it's really you!" 

Fat Old Gutt was completely speechless. He had never thought that their previous goodbye would span tens of years, and that their reunion would be under such circumstances.