Behind him, the expectations of the girls serve as both motivation and constraint.
Shiayar can no longer freely enter and exit the Echo of History as he once did, acting recklessly based solely on his likes and dislikes and task rewards.
Because he is no longer alone, he must consider many things and think about more consequences.
Yet now, Shiayar accepts this constraint with delight.
Upon hearing Shiayar’s words,
Whether Enola or Silvia, both lifted their heads in surprise.
Of course, they both wished for Shiayar to remain in the Fourth Epoch, in the Empire Capital, by their sides,
and not risk his life fighting within the past Echo of History, getting himself battered and bruised.
Yet they never truly spoke out to stop Shiayar’s actions.
Enola adhered to the agreent, knowing that once Shiayar made a real decision, she would support everything he did unconditionally, for she understood that Shiayar’s actions had their own purpose, and all she needed to do was execute his will.
Silvia, on the other hand, couldn’t bring herself to speak.
Her encounter with Shiayar ca from his montary impulse and coincidence.
She received redemption from his battles within the Echo of History against Darkness.
How could she, then, have the standing to stop Shiayar from redeeming another woman in the Echo of History?
And now Shiayar finally gave his promise,
a promise full of confidence.
Though nothing is yet settled,
Even the gods of the Fourth Epoch still lurk behind the scenes, awaiting the Era’s end, welcoming the arrival of transformation...
Yet Shiayar still offered such a commitnt.
"The Sacred Spear gave feedback."
"At the bottom of the Abyss of the First Era, although there were unusual signs of glacial thaw around the City of Wind and Snow... you still have not awakened from that Throne."
Enola looked at Shiayar with so astonishnt: "Clearly when you previously entered the Echo of History, you couldn’t freely travel between the old Era and the current node."
"Before, I indeed was like that."
Shiayar nodded.
In the past, his entry into the Echo of History relied on the system’s positioning, each ti he ca and went was fragnted, and each entry and exit required enduring great pressure from crossing the river of ti.
"But after all, I am not that disgrace of the Fabled Creature, the Battle Five Serpent."
"Five hundred years have passed, and I even defeated that old geezer Biden, reaping his spoils... growth is inevitable..."
Shiayar smiled slightly.
His mind stirred.
In the Soul Pact Space, the rcury Serpent was sleeping soundly but suddenly sneezed, waking up, bewildered by the surroundings.
Before it fell asleep, it was still the First Era; now it’s sohow at the Fourth Epoch’s current ti node.
Its master always needed its assistance to travel through the Echo of History, didn’t he?
Yet this ti, Shiayar returned from the First Era not relying on systems or the rcury Serpent’s fate powers.
Rather, he relied entirely on himself.
...
Silvia just nestled next to Shiayar, staying there for a long, long ti.
Just as they did countless tis before in the Ancient Dukedom Azure Garden.
After a long while, the continuous sound of Enola’s soft cough finally made Silvia lift her head a bit awkwardly.
Wasn’t this the exclusive treatnt that Ennie usually had?
She had unconsciously beco a bit too enchanted.
But if possible, she would surely try again in private.
Sorry, Ennie.
Even though I sincerely want to beco family with Brother Shiayar alongside you,
There are so things I too wish to do often...
Before her, Shiayar stood up as Ye Yi.
He cleared his throat slightly.
In the next mont, his clear voice echoed in the silent, unpopulated courtyard.
"Well, in any case..."
"I’m back."
"Hmm."
Silvia gently nodded, feeling the warmth and joy turn into a flowing current, gurgling through her inner world.
"Welco back, Brother Shiayar."
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