“Grandfather?” A bald man in black robes came out at the sound of the girl’s voice.
“Ah, Lianetta. Come inside. What brings you here?...” The walking corpse laid Vaaon down on a makeshift bed. “I see.”
“Next time, you will have to visit Sharshard yourself because I don't intend to come here again.” The girl pointed with her gaze at her stained dress, after which she left them alone and walked away.
“What are we going to do with you now...?” Vaaon could already speak but was unable to get up.