I had a dream.

A happy dream.

A dream where all my duties had ended, and I was with my comrades.

I visited Igrain’s elf village, shared a drink with Ain among the boisterous dwarves.

Images of Melissa teaching knights with her dignified presence, and Saint Elena praying in the grand temple, flashed before my eyes.

And there I was, wandering the beautiful continent of Astria with them.

Living, not as a girl burdened by strange memories imprinted on her soul, but as a girl from the continent of Astria, receiving all their affection.

If everything had gone normally, how would I have lived in this world?

If I still had the holy sword, would I have become an adventurer? Or maybe the emperors of Alpharion and Betarion would have given me a position. If so, wealth and fame would have followed, even if I hadn’t pursued them.@@novelbin@@

And among those faces, there was a beautiful woman with red hair.

I smiled.

"Oh, my sisters are here."

The people who always looked at me with love in their eyes.

The ones who made my heart flutter.

The gaze that Igrain shared with another as they looked at me.

Two pairs of warm eyes.

If Chris had been with me back then, I would have been truly happy.

Of course, even now.

In front of me are Igrain and Chris.

Two people, with similar but slightly different kinds of affection.

If I live receiving their love, I can be happy.

On the continent of Astria, in this world.

"I must leave."

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