"Miss, it's wonderful to see you returned safely! Thank all the fathers for blessing us. When I heard the news about an Evil God descending in Langton City, I wanted to grab my sword and rush to Langton immediately to protect you! You mustn't do such dangerous things next time."
"I understand, Grandpa Fu. However, this time I did misjudge the power of the Ancient Gods; they were somewhat stronger than I anticipated," Perfikot shook her head, a bit of reflection showing on her face. "But it wasn't without gains; at least having truly witnessed the power of the Divine, I'll know how to cut off their heads next time."
"If there's a next time, let me help you with that! I'm old, but I can still wield a sword." Foster's eyes gleamed sharply, showing a desire to draw his sword and slay foes for Perfikot.
Faced with Foster's attitude, Perfikot only nodded slightly and said nothing.
