Don Quixote looked at Stephanie, who was holding back her tears to prevent herself from crying. His heart was moved.
He had never seen his proud sister cry for any man.
She was...
"Someone's Coming!" Stuart's voice sounded.
Everyone immediately grabbed their weapons and assumed a tense stance.
A sound came from the bushes. Someone was walking towards them through the bushes.
Everyone stared in the direction where the sound came from.
The grass shook, and a fair and slender hand moved away from the branches and slowly walked out.
He was still as handsome as before. Who else could it be but Joelson?
"Edward!"
"Joelson!"
A few surprised cries sounded.
Stephanie was so happy that she was about to cry. She subconsciously ran toward Joelson, but when she realized what was happening, she stopped abruptly. Her face was flushed with embarrassment.
Joelson smiled at the crowd and nodded.
"You escaped!"