“…Well, for one, my grandfather has died, and the Crawford family no longer exists… With that in mind, I should note that I’m here on my own behalf and not on behalf of my family. As for why I’m here, I’d like to ask you something… Is it true that you know how to access the Autremonde Realm…?” asked Gerald.
Upon hearing that, Christos momentarily went silent. Staring at Gerald for a while, the old man then asked in a cold tone, “…So what if I do?”
“Well, if you do, I’d like to learn more about that place. As for how I found out about the Autremonde Realm in the first place, I learned of its existence after reading about the realm in an old family notebook. The notebook also stated that you’ve been there before!” replied Gerald.
“…Look, I’m sorry but I can’t tell you anything about that place! If there’s nothing else, then just leave already!” yelled Christos, firmly denying any form of help.
Hearing that, Gerald felt rather helpless. Even so, favonovel.com could tell that Christos must have experienced something bad there… Why else would favonovel.com be so against talking about the Autremonde Realm?
Still, Gerald knew for a fact that forcing the old man to talk wouldn’t do favonovel.com any good.
With that in mind, since favonovel.com already knew that doing things the hard way wouldn’t get favonovel.com anywhere, favonovel.com may as well try using the soft way.
Following that thought, Gerald then left the grocery store… Though favonovel.com returned soon after with several cans of beer as well as some food.
Hopefully, this would show Christos how sincere favonovel.com was…
Fingers crossed that the old man would finally be willing to open up a little, Gerald then placed the beer and food before Christos.
Opening one of the beer cans and handing it to the old man, Gerald then said, “I know how powerful you are, senior Christos. With that in mind, I respect you a lot. Do have some beer and food and I hope you’ll be willing to at least have a talk with me after that!”
With so many beer bottles lying around, it wasn’t hard for Gerald to guess that the old man was pretty fond of drinking. It was probably to help Christos ease his pains…
