C402 Goodbye keane

The Netherworld. At the base of the Abyssal Mountain. At the lakeside in front of the Abyssal Inn.

The red-haired beauty was just like before, sitting by the lake and enjoying herself fishing. Not far away from her sat a young man. He wore a sky-blue robe and held a fishing rod in his hand. It was obvious that he was also fishing.

The youth looked at the girl: "Ainphent, it is sunset