The Rise Of The Mythical Warlords: Conquering the New World With SSR Castles.

CH-63

In the tavern that has begun to be quiet, there are female dwarves who are serving customers.

"Thank you, come again ya~" said the dwarf woman who is none other than Elgnada Vaggean's wife .

"Of course Elgan nyonnya we must come here again tomorrow the beer you make and the food here is very satisfying and also the price is hahahah" said a customer and did not forget he praised the tavern owned by Elgnada.

"Oh thank you" said Elganda with a smile on his face.

Looking at his now deserted tavern, Elgnada decided to close the tavern with a sad expression emanating on his face.

He locked the door with a heavy heart and began to slowly walk towards his house located not far from the tavern.

Arriving in front of the house, Elgnada paused for a moment and pondered. His face reflected a deep sense of loss as his eyes glanced at the bench in front of his house. Beautiful memories with his son appeared in his mind, and he heard the sound of his son laughing in his ears. However, sadly he could only murmur.

'Huh, even his laughter was still fresh in my ears, ' Elgnada's inner self, but the closer he got to the door, the clearer the sound of his son's laughter that made him even more crushed. However, the strangeness occurred when her son's laughter merged with her own husband's laughter.

When Elgnada opened the door, he was surprised to see a figure carrying a wooden plate. An unstoppable cry flowed from his eyes as he looked at a figure he would never see again.

"Mom, why are you crying? Are the shops not crowded?" lozmolir asked his mother, but Elgnada grew sobbing with no restraint.

Hearing his wife's cry, Vaggean immediately came out of the kitchen with a face full of worry. "Darling, what happened to you?" ask Vaggean to Elgnada.

"My dear, I still can't give up the death of our son. Even now, I am still haunted by the shadow of our son" Elgnada said, pointing to Lozmolir, who was standing with a wooden plate in his hand.

However, Elgnada's words were only answered with a laugh from Vaggean, which made his anger even more heightened.

"Huh, it's hard to explain" Vaggean replied while trying to hold back his laughter.

"Son, come here, hug your mother to make her aware" Vaggean told Lozmolir. However, being still carried away by emotions, Elgnada was unable to think clearly about what her husband had said.

Lozmolir slowly walked up to his mother, then embraced his parents affectionately.

"Mother, I'm home" whispered Lozmolir, hearing the whisper and feeling the warmth of his son's real body, Elgnada sobbed. However, her tears this time had happy tears that were different from before.

Meanwhile, Dei, who was enjoying his meat without regard to the family drama that was happening behind him, focused entirely on his dishes. With her eyes closed, she enjoys juicy and seductive meat, and blends it with red wine that adds to the enjoyment.

After being reassured by her son repeatedly, Elgnada was finally able to control her emotions and calm down. However, Elgnada's desire to kneel and even kiss Dei's feet took Dei by surprise, and he stood away holding a plate with unfinished meat and a bottle of wine.

However, the scene of Elgnada kissing Dei's leg did not occur because she was being held captive by her husband and their child.

"Shut up, Elgnada! Don't do such crazy things!" reprimand Vaggean firmly while holding his wife's arm.

Lozmolir also tried to calm his mother. "Mother, don't be. He is our guest, we must honor him in a proper way."

Elgnada finally became aware of the situation and lowered his head in shame. "Sorry, Mr. Dei. I. I lost my mind for a moment. Thank you for helping us" he said in a soft voice.

Dei, while chewing his flesh and drinking wine, silently watched Elgnada with his sharp gaze. "A strong woman yet full of despair," Dei inner as she shook her head.