Chapter 42

"Rollo…"

Drake couldn't believe what he was seeing. In front of him was the red haired boy. The idiot who he had fought alongside with against the black cloaks, the Icehorns and all the other beasts. The same one who showed him how to cut wood and thought him about the new world.

That kid who is no older than fifteen and didn't seem to be the sharpest tool in the shed was walking through the sea of black flames as they slowly vanished into thin air.

Arriving in front of Drake, the red haired boy crouched down so they could be on the same eye level. Looking into his eyes for a couple of seconds, a wide grin spread on Rollo's face as he reached out and patted Drake on the shoulder.

"C'mon! Don't look at me like that! I'll apologize, okay?" Laughing loudly for quite a while he then continued. "But to think you were able to survive this far on your own. I wasn't expecting much when he brought you here, but you continued to impress me again and again!"

Drake wanted to say something. He wan
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