Boye grabbed his hand and said emotionally, "When you told me that you wanted to go out to get the medicinal ingredients yourself, I knew that you were determined to learn from my mother and sacrifice yourself to save both Baby Zetty and me. But don't you know that if you leave me, I won't survive?”
Grandpa hugged Boye and sighed. "Boye, you've been stubborn for a lifetime."
Boye smiled and said, "We have Baby Zetty now. She's better and stronger than I am, so I can die without any regrets."
Grandpa said, "We don’t necessarily have to die. Let's just give it a shot."
Boye nodded. "Alright."
The old man glanced reluctantly at the secret pocket room. Ultimately, it was still difficult for him to give u p on Baby Zetty, so he walked up to the door and said," Baby, you'll have to walk the rest of the road alone from now on. Demons are already occupying the village and we can't escape. Mister and I have decided to sacrifice ourselves. This way, you have a chance of surviving. You must remember that you can never reveal your true face after you leave this secret room. Otherwise, I'm afraid it’ll be difficult for you to return t
o the Ares household.
"Also, Grandpa knows that your future journey will be as difficult as Mister’s in the past. Although Mister is unfortunate, she still had me to keep her company and we managed to share the same ups and downs. Grandpa only hopes that you can be this fortunate. Find a man who's upright and indomitable to escort you on this rough and extraordinary life."
Baby Zetty sat on the ground, crying out sorrowfully. However, the secret pocket room was made of special materials, so her voice was muted and could not be heard from the other side of the door.
She banged on the stone door in a stirred up manner while crying out hoarsely, "Great-grandma, Greatgrandpa, take me along with you. Please!"
The gates of the castle finally slid open after being closed for two full years. Those fierce demons wearing strange masks immediately rushed in and surrounded Boye and Grandpa.
Baby Zetty looked at the intruder outside in horror through the fingernail-sized peephole.
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