Chapter 91: Anniversary (1/2)
When Amon tried to use a little force, a millisecond, the image of a gigantic wolf appeared. It was so fast that Old Hazael who was the only one who saw it thought he hallucinated.
'Have I been affected by something?' He was confused. With his current strength, there were a few things that could influence his mind.
”Are you okay?” Amon asked.
”I...”
But soon, his attention was directed to the girls who were passed out on the floor, ignoring Old Hazael, he went to them.
Old Hazael felt a feeling of loneliness in his chest, he crouched on the ground and began to tell the ants that walked on the ground.
After seeing that the girls were okay, Amon breathed a sigh of relief.
It didn't take long for the girls to wake up.
After explaining what happened, despite the surprise, I was happy at the same time to be able to get stronger, and have a lifetime treasure. Even the link to the lifetime treasure was beyond the initial stage, they could now handle it better than an ordinary weapon. It was as if the weapon coordinated with them, it was quite different from handling an ordinary weapon.
”Amon, you are constantly looking at the ring on your finger, is there any particular reason?” Barbara asked.
”Oh, that.” Amon while touching the black tourmaline ring with blue stone. ”I got it for my grandparents' birthday, and I felt a little fluctuation from that.”
”... When is your birthday?” Thinking back, she had never asked him that.
”Is today,” Amon replied neutrally.
”Today?!”
The four girls shouted in unison.
Maisa went to him and grabbed him by the shoulders as he said in an agitated tone, ”Why didn't you say that sooner? I haven't prepared anything to give you, we don't even have time to sing happy birthday...”
”Yes, Amon, you should have told us!” Barbara crossed her arms and said while pouting.
”Amon!”
”Amon!”
The girls started pestering him until he finally said something that surprised them: ”I only celebrated my birthdays with my grandparents.”
”Wait, you didn't have friends on your birthdays?” Julia asked.
”No, just me and my grandparents,” Amon replied.
”...”
Old Hazael recovered and chuckled, ”Since it's your birthday, consider the gun I made for you as a birthday present.”
Amon nodded and thanked, ”Thank you.”
”Hahaha, I feel a little embarrassed to say, as I've already given it, anyway, happy birthday.” Old Hazael said in a laughing voice.
Julia and Maisa whispered.
”What should we do, we haven't prepared any gifts.” Julia was nervous.
”I don't know either, maybe a kiss?” Maisa suggested.
”Would that be a gift to him, or to us?” Julia rolled her eyes.
”...”