Chapter 134: [Fairy Tale] He Has a Little Gray Wolf (59)

Reid walked toward his home, carrying two chickens and several bags of pastries.

The pastries at home had been sitting for quite a while; they needed to be eaten as soon as possible.

As he thought this, he suddenly began to cry.

"Asi, why don't you like the pastries I buy anymore?"

"Is it because... you don't like me anymore?"

The boy walked alone along the empty street, muttering to himself in a way that seemed eerie and terrifying.

Harris watched Reid pass by his doorstep with a strange expression. Suddenly, he spoke up: "Reid..."

The boy turned his head abruptly. His hollow, ink-blue eyes and a flash of hatred left Harris unable to say another word.

Asi was dead.

We beat her to death.

Harris felt his limbs go cold.

"Harris... you’re the one who is a waste now..."

After Reid finished speaking, he pulled back the corners of his mouth and laughed loudly.

Harris’s face turned pale. Despair flashed in his eyes.

Seeing Reid as he was now, he finally understood how powerful a dark mage could be. With a single, effortless motion, he had stripped away the magic that the knights had spent years of hardship cultivating.

He... was now a cripple.

Reid pushed open his front door.

He looked at the person sitting in the courtyard.

He suddenly stopped in his tracks.

His eyes were filled with disbelief, and his breathing slowed until it seemed to have vanished entirely.

Asi curled herself into a ball.

Hearing the door creak, she immediately looked up.

Her damp eyes were full of surprise.

The moment the girl looked toward him, the black flames that had been behind Reid vanished completely.

"Reid!"

Asi lunged toward Reid, throwing herself straight into his arms.

Reid stood as if stunned, his ink-blue eyes brimming with thick, heavy mist.

Tears fell, one by one.

He trembled, his hands unable to lift, terrified that the person before him might be an illusion. If he touched her, she would disappear.

"Asi..."

He heard his own voice. It was hoarsely unrecognizable.

If this were a dream, Reid hoped he would never wake up. During all the days Asi had been gone, he hadn't dreamt of her even once.

It was painful...

So painful...

"Reid, don't cry. I didn't mean to stay away."

Asi had not seen Reid for too long and missed him dearly. She hugged the boy’s waist tightly, completely unaware of his changes—like his silver hair and ink-blue eyes.

She heard the boy’s soft sobs, looked up, and sure enough, saw that Reid was crying.

She immediately reached out to wipe his tears.

That warm touch made Reid’s heart tremble.

His vision slowly focused, settling entirely on the girl.

Her grey ears, her clear, bright eyes...

It was her. It was really her.

His Asi had returned.

His Asi was not dead.

"Asi... I missed you..."

Asi was suddenly pulled into a tight embrace.

The boy held her with such force it felt as though he might snap her waist. Asi initially wanted to struggle a little, as it was truly uncomfortable to be held like that.

However, she suddenly felt her shoulder becoming soaked.

Reid was crying.

He was crying with such pitiable sorrow.

"Asi, Asi, Asi..."

"I thought you didn't want me anymore..."

"I thought you didn't want me anymore..."

Reid wished he could crush the girl into his very heart. He kept his hands tightly clasped around Asi’s waist.

"Reid, I’m back. I would never not want you."

Asi said this with great conviction.

Her little white one—she would always cherish and protect him in the palms of her hands.

Reid: Hmph, you were gone for too long!