The two boys walked deeper into the rural forest, completely unaware that someone is silently following behind them.
As they walked, the twins happily chatted about the inheritance their grandfather had mentioned.
"Hmm, do you think there'll be a treasure weapon inside the inheritance? Maybe a sword that can summon flames or something flashy?!"
Although the twins looked almost identical, Daniel could still distinguish them through their clothing and mannerisms.
The one who spoke was Harold Azikiel, a cheerful young man dressed in a yellow shirt. His calmer twin, Arthur Azikiel, stood beside him wearing a blue shirt.
"Harold like I said, don't overthink it too much. The higher your expectations are, the greater your disappointment will be."
Although he sounded calm, Daniel could still sense the excitement hidden within his voice.
"Tch, can't I at least dream a little?" Harold respond while pouting slightly.
Eventually, the twins stopped in front of a massive tree.
