Time to get down to business. Leon, the little man, rode the big horse at full speed.
"Oh? Is this the Nether Emperor, senior?"
Mr. Lost Heart looked at the little Black Armor man hidden in the mane.
Perhaps it's because he'd spent so long with Levi.
Leon's temperament was now almost indistinguishable from Levi's.
"Master, I'm back from my mischief."
Leon hopped out, standing on the horse's head, gazing at Mr. Lost Heart.
"Are you ready, old man?"
"I'm ready. I'll trouble you then, Nether Emperor, senior."
"Don't call me senior, I'm still just a kid."
"..."
Mr. Lost Heart chuckled knowingly.
So even bigshots have a childlike side to them.
Looking back on his own busy life of research,
he realized he'd really lacked a bit of fun.
If, in the next life, I could become a legendary lich…
If only Nora could safely weather the Great Tribulation…
Perhaps I could try out another kind of life.
In this life, let's end it here…
