Although I didn�t get a definite answer from Ikael, there were some results.

Sirone recalled the time she and Miro had spent the day before descending.

�The meat was really good.�

When I left the room following the first delicious smell coming from the cabin, Miro was grilling the meat I bought from the village.

Maybe it was to create a hot atmosphere, but on the other hand, even strong alcohol was prepared.

�What is all this?�

�We should have a party to celebrate Hassan.�Of course, it won�t taste as good as the porridge I made.�

�Oh, of course it is.�

Sirone answered right away, fearing that he might change his mind, and sat down at the table. Miro left the grilled meat and opened a bottle.

�Come on, drink.�Are you old enough to drink now?�

�Yes, but����.�

When Sirone hesitated with his glass, Miro made an aggressive toast.

�ruler!�drink, drink!�We�ll go all the way today!�

1 hour after that.

After emptying the bottle, the two of them sat on the hill and looked down at the mountain scene.

After the hell schedule, it felt like my whole body was melting at the peace I felt after a long time.

�Sirone, do you regret going to heaven?�

Because I knew there was something I wanted to say, the answer was natural even to a random question.

�No, it can�t be.�She came back alive.�

Miro smiled sadly.

�Is there anything you wanted to ask Ikael?�

As the silence lengthened, Miro asked again.

�Do you think she is your mother?�

�yes.�I didn�t get an answer.�

�Then do you have any guesses about your father?�

Miro�s question was a little more difficult because Sirone did not know who Ikael was in love with, but he felt the presence of someone inside.

�Why are you asking that?�

�Aren�t you resentful?�Your real parents abandoned you.�

Before hearing the answer, I thought it would be better to answer first.

�My parents live in Creas.�There are no other parents.� JrNovels.com