45 Years

Forty-five years later!

"Nina, slow down!"

In a Valley behind the irises' campsite, Grimm looked ahead with a smile. He looked to be in his thirties or forties, with a protruding belly and slight hair loss.

On the grass not far away, a little girl was running happily. Her laughter was as clear as a bronze bell, and her white feet were stepping on the grass.

"Such days are so good!" Grimm revealed a smile.

Feeling the aura of a first-circle mage, he revealed a satisfied smile.

He was already a first-circle mage. He even met his current wife twenty years ago and had a daughter. After that, he was usually in charge of the preparation work for Eli's experiment.

As for the revenge thing ...

"Ah, I was young back then!" Grimm sighed and shook his head.

Isn't it better to live a normal life?

The pursuit of the truth was too tiring, so it was better to forget it.

He was no longer a seven or eight-year-old child!