Two days had passed since I’d been removed from the hero party.

“…”

It would be a lie to say I didn’t feel an empty void. I sat idly on my bed, staring out the window.

Whereas the mining town of Lacre had been filled with shades of gray, everything here was draped in white. The snow-covered town below sparkled, reflecting the early dawn.@@novelbin@@

The night’s lights faded as the sun took their place. People exhaled little clouds of breath as they left their homes, each heading to their own tasks.

Watching a city come to life was endlessly captivating. But that was all.

Here I sat, unable to do anything.

‘If only I could at least use magic…’

I would’ve buried myself in research, using it to forget the ache of missing the hero party. But it seemed my master had taken both the master key and my pen, as I couldn’t summon either.

‘Is this… really the end?’

To be honest, I didn’t want it to end like this. Initially, I’d joined the hero party to gain access to rare materials for my magic research.

But now… now, the party itself mattered more to me than any materials.

I wanted nothing more than to return to Lacre and reunite with everyone.

I wanted to see Aria’s gentle smile.

I wanted to witness Sereline’s steadfast courage.

I missed the way Lafiré would laugh, brimming with playful mischief.

And I longed to hear Nia asking me for praise and leaning on me.

And…

…I wanted to see Aswell.

I couldn’t quite understand why.

‘Do I really?’

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