I Became the Tyrant of a Defense Game

Side Story 08. [After Story] Autumn Festival (2)

“Ahahahaha!”

Riding down the grassy slope on a sled, Sid laughed gleefully.

Behind him, Damien sat close, skillfully steering the makeshift sled as they glided smoothly down the hill.

“Hold on tight, Sid!”

“Yes, brother!”

Giggling, Sid clung tightly to Damien’s arm with his small hands, doing exactly as he was told.

With one arm, Damien securely held Sid, and with the other, he expertly maneuvered the sled.

“Here we go—!”