บท 172: Chapter 172

In Peak Green town. A starless night. Quiet atmosphere with a gentle breeze. A child was swinging his legs casually, whistling.

"Help! Help!"

From the end of the road, there was the sound of someone screaming as if he was groaning. The boy increased his pace, looking for the source of the sound.

"Grandpa," said the boy. His steps stopped right in front of a middle-aged man, his hair had turned white, and his body was only bones covered with skin.

"Grandpa, what kind of help do you want?" asked the little boy.

"Son, I want some food, can you help grandpa to get it?" asked the old man with a pitiful face and with his hands raised up.

"Wait a minute, Grandpa. I'm going to the shop in front of it, because I have a little money with me now," said the little boy to try to fulfill Grandpa's request.

The little boy then walked limply for fear that the money he brought was not enough to buy a plate of rice and other side dishes.