Killer of gods

chapter 89

- We've finally arrived. Come on boy, don't be shy. You won’t embarrass me, and it’s more fun to cuckoo the night together.

- Thank you, - Claude thanked this man, he himself did not expect, but he was pleased with such an attitude of his grandfather, it was not often that people showed him so much warmth and cordiality, usually, a benevolent disposition ended after the work was done. Such imaginary warmth. Once upon a time, at the beginning of his path to the path of a mercenary, the then teenager was a little offended by such a two-faced attitude, but over time it passed, giving way to a slight sadness.

While the mercenary indulged in sad memories, Andren diligently rattled the keys, trying to get into the lock with a shaking hand. When Claude already had the idea to open his door in the way he was accustomed to, the key slipped through the slot and the door swung open. Everything inside was just as small as the outside. A small table, surrounded by three stools, a neat sto