Enrique turned around the sofa and approached Miro.

�You shouldn�t expect too much from humans.�It spits out all kinds of sweet words when it is needed, but when it is not needed, it becomes more cruel than any creature.�Are you saying that the time you sacrificed for such people is not wasted?�

�Not worth it.�

Miro slowly raised his head and looked back at Enrique with a smile.

�Because that�s Adrias.�

Enrique was lethargic.

They were originally of the same blood, so how could they be so different?

�����Don�t tell me to bake a meat pie.�Come down when you�re done.�

It was Miro�s favorite food.

When Enrique turned around and disappeared into the living room, Miro climbed the stairs and entered a hallway that turned at right angles.

The hallway, with its wooden planks on the floor, smelled of antiques.

Recalling memories of the past, Miro arrived in the fourth room and smiled mischievously instead of knocking.

�Golden Dong!�what are you doing?�

When I opened the door and entered, a tall, handsome man was washing experiment tools on a simple lab table.

He calmly turned his head to the appearance of an uninvited guest, but his eyes wavered the moment he saw Miro.

Miro, for the first time, realized the gap of 20 years when he did not exist.

�Hey, have you really grown up?�do you remember me?�

�this����Someone said it.�

The man who dumped the Erlenmeyer flask into the sink gave it a toast and gave it a beautiful smile.

�Long time no see, Auntie.�

It was Ardino Fermi, the first in Alpheas Magic School.

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Fermi wasn�t too surprised.

Thinking that he was better than Enrique, Miro took Arius into the room.

�It�s disappointing.�I�m on vacation in the middle of the day, but I�m shutting myself in doing the dishes.�I was going to make fun of you if you were doing something weird.�

�Doing stuff like that while on vacation isn�t particularly constructive.�Why did you come?�

Miro, who was sitting on the sofa, turned around.

�You really remember?�I saw it when I was three years old.�Geum-dong, gilt-dong, when called, he came running with a smile.�

�I have all the memories from when my brain was functioning.�

�Definitely resembles my mother.�Your dad doesn�t even remember yesterday.�Oh, then maybe bald����.� JrNovels.com