Samuel Dalton's voice grew increasingly faint towards the end of his sentence.
Celeste Norwood did not notice anything amiss about her uncle.
Hearing that her mother also visited this place at this time, Celeste Norwood happily bounced twice in Samuel Dalton's arms.
"Uncle, can you take little Celeste to the places Mom used to play?"
Celeste fluttered her big eyes, looking at Samuel Dalton with excitement and anticipation clearly visible in her eyes.
"...Alright."
Samuel Dalton was silent for a moment before he agreed.
There was no reason not to go; he had long...buried all of that.
*
Although Celeste Norwood had visited the Isle of Cyrin many times before, this was her first stroll down its bustling streets.
After all, the streets during the tourist season were quite different from the usual ones.
The residents and merchants on the Isle of Cyrin used all their tricks to attract tourists, making the streets increasingly lively.
