I was soon able to meet my granddaughter. Of course, I wasn’t wearing a mask and I was wearing chef’s clothing. I just had to pull one thread and it was easy to transform.

“Grandfather! Over here. Here!” Mido jumped and waved her hands.

...She was still dressed in pink. Keke. I remembered when she was a child. In the old days and even now, Mido consistently possessed childlike purity. It was still the same.

I asked her, “Have you waited a long time?”

“No, I just logged in. Hihi.”

“I’m glad. By the way, where are we going?”

“Hehe, follow me.” Mido stepped forward in an excited manner and walked ahead of me. She headed to the south gate. “The place we’re going now is a place where kobolds appear.”

“Kobolds? I’ve never seen such a monster in the south?”

“Pfft, Grandfather really doesn’t know much.”

[The first apostle, ‘Prometheus,’ is agreeing enthusiastically and clapping.]

This little shit...

“The place we’re going now is a dungeon. It is...