Killer of gods

chapter 147

— Claude! - a joyful cry reached the ear and he was almost knocked down by two happy teenagers, clasping the taken aback mercenary from both sides.

The cane, which fell out of his hands, fell with a ringing thud on the parquet, where it remained lying.

- Alive. Daisyra muttered happily, rubbing tears down her face, although, as the young man noticed, her hands were also bandaged, but they obeyed her better than his. This pleased, so the executioner did not work hard on her, he managed to do it.

- Alive, kitty. - Ronk joyfully embraced him, holding under the elbow, staggering Claude, whose legs still let him down, unable to withstand the weight of two happy children. - You look shabby.

- I feel the same way. - Claude did not argue, he decided not to mention the bandages that braided his entire body.

“We were worried,” Alita, waiting for her turn, kissed him, slowly releasing him from her embrace.

He was squeezed and hugged, and Claude stood and happily looked at his fri