The Dune Lord continued to look away, only to see the numerous figures the size of small mountains in the square before the Lord’s Mansion.
Tower clan.
‘Last time, the ruler of this city brought a level 19 hero troop leader.
‘This city… It had already taken shape.
He still couldn’t believe until now that Richard had only built this for half a year.
He would not dare to ignore this power whether the ruler only had the power of yellow sand and led thousands of troops.
The longer he stayed in Twilight City, the more mysterious the grace mainland overlord became. The overlord’s spot in his heart also rose.
However, he still could fathom the city’s potential and upper limit. That made his mind waver.
‘And all this because they had the charismatic grace mainland overlord leading them?’
“Grandpa, what are you looking at?”
A young and lively voice interrupted the thoughts of the Dune Lord.
He turned around and saw a chubby little boy no more than seven or eight years old.
The little fellow wore a gray robe two yards wider than his own. The sleeves repeatedly covered his palm, although the little fellow tried his best to roll them up.
He even had to stand on his toes to prevent the hem of his robe from dragging to the ground.
He looked very comical.
The Dune Lord didn’t know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at this silly kid.
“Who gave you these clothes, Abalo? Why are you dressed so big?”
The little fellow raised his head and smiled happily.
“Auntie Marie gave this to me. She said I’m growing fast now, and it’ll fit me next year.”
The Dune Lord’s eyes immediately softened.
‘It would fit him next year.’
These words reminded him of some dusty memories.
He had also climbed up from a humble status.
The little fellow did not notice the subtle emotions of the Twilight City teacher. He excitedly went to the window and swiftly picked up a small stool beside him. Then, he stepped on it, and his chin was just enough to touch the lower edge of the window frame.
He revealed a round face and looked outside.
The solemn atmosphere of the city wall troops made him look confused.
“Grandpa, why is everyone working day and night?
“They even suspended classes…”
He was sparingly sad when he spoke.
“Everyone is working. I want to help, but won’t let me participate…”
The Dune Lord looked at this little fellow’s cute actions and reached to rub his head.
His turbid eyes revealed a hint of kindness.
“Abalo, the people you see working day and night are preparing for a war.”
Those inexperienced and unfamiliar with war could tell that a battle was about to break out. The movements in Twilight City were generous of clue, although the little fellow didn’t know what happens next.
Unfortunately, he was only a teacher in the literacy class in Twilight City. He would never step on the city wall and face the enemy’s blade again.
The little fellow looked up at the Grandpa and waved his toot little fist. He pretended to be fierce.
“Are those bad guys trying to attack us again?
“Grandpa, we have the lord. We will definitely defeat those bad guys!”
His childish voice made this little fellow look especially cute.
The Dune Lord found it funny.
He pinched his little face.
“We still don’t know when the enemy will come…But I can be sure that you…” When he said this word, he could not help but hesitate for a moment before continuing.
“The lord… He has already made all the necessary preparations.”
“Grandpa, can I beat up those bad guys too?”
He looked at the little fellow’s longing gaze. The Dune Lord smiled.
“Of course. When you grow up, you will pick up a weapon and protect… Twilight City.”
The little fellow was immediately in high spirits.
“Grandpa, I want to be like the great hero you mentioned.”
The Dune Lord smiled and said casually.
“Why do you want to be a hero? Are all the heroes in the stories awe-inspiring?”
Children were always hot for three minutes. They wanted to do too much.
However, the next second, the little fellow’s eyes became unprecedentedly grave and determined.
“Because I have to protect Grandpa, protect Auntie Marie, protect…En, en? The lord, I still need to protect… Protect everyone!
“As long as we can win, we won’t have to leave home, and we won’t have to be hungry again…”
His eyes lit up as he spoke.
“Grandpa, don’t be afraid. I’ll definitely protect you!”
The Dune Lord’s heart trembled as he stared at the little fellow’s pure eyes. He could not spot a single trace of dreg.
He thought of many answers. But he did not expect this little fellow to fathom this way.
Something must have sparingly choked his throat.
He placed his hand on the little fellow’s shoulder and wanted to say something but could not come up with words for reasons he could not know.
A series of intense knocks on the door sounded at this moment.
Then an armored human messenger pushed the door open and entered the room. He panted heavily.
He immediately said, “Mr. Maddie, please evacuate Twilight City immediately! You are the last batch of residents…”
The Dune Lord suddenly returned to his senses. He took a deep breath and looked at the other party with turbid eyes.
“Enemies… Are they here?”
The messenger shook his head subconsciously.
“No, this is the lord’s order.
“Please…”
The messenger finished speaking.
The last rays of the setting sun fell to the ground.
There were subtle emotions afterward.
The Dune Lord felt an indescribable aura surge into his heart.
Panic and unease, like a mouse met a dragon.
He turned his head abruptly.
In the sky, a blood-colored moon rose quietly.
The sky had changed.
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