The sunset in the Reim empire was so beautiful that Han just wanted to immerse himself in it forever. While he was watching, a small figure entered his sight, it was you. As the Magi who ruled this country and was a friend of his ancestors since ancient times, you were old but still young, so he always called you "Grandma". Although it was annoying, you didn't complain, his feet ran quickly to your place. His hand gently stroked your head

"Grandma, where are you going?"