Chapter 459 - 210: The Cost of Growing Up_3
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To put it plainly, it refers to an unlucky fellow who has never seen the big storms and waves of life.
Returning to the fountain, Malin sat down, "Is there anyone still alive in this world?"
"I don’t know, in this city only I am still alive... perhaps I can’t really be considered alive, but I guess I am the last living person from home." The child, holding the Baby Spirit, seemed to reminiscence and sigh, "Everyone is dead, sisters and brothers, younger brothers and sisters, only me all alone... but... I probably should be dead too."
"Exactly which Chaos has invaded and destroyed the world?"
"Chaos, the Evil God, has not invaded, but everyone fell ill... everyone said it was Nagoth’s doing, they all said so."
Malin stood up, he uncovered the cart, revealing the crushed remains of the child.
Within the vision of Spiritual Energy, purple dust was stirred up but was quickly purified completely by the Blessing Spell of Fio, Lorrin, and Melo.
Indeed, it was Nagoth’s doing, the child probably would never reach the South... he had fallen ill as well.
"This world is quite bustling, isn’t it?" Malin sighed, and then he felt his heartbeat skip a beat.