Part 1

- the Magic Tower is under Urgent Reconstruction -

- No entry for any unauthorized personnel -

These two sentences seems like they are specific for someone......

But Emile completely ignored the two sentences placed prominently at the entrance of the magic tower and kicked open the door, then made her way up to find Sicya and Pollyanna.

...

"Hey, are you two leaving?"

Sicya put aside her work and asked with slight surprise.

"Hurry up and get going, the fewer women around Sicya, the better."

Pollyanna clearly stated her attitude.

"How can you think like that, dear Miss Pollyanna," Emile said in a mocking tone while lowering her voice, "As a woman, instead of focusing on quantity, we should naturally focus on quality! When it's about quantity, you can't defeat us, but about quality-"

"..."

Pollyanna showed obvious surprise and anticipation.

"Of course, we would surpass you completely in terms of quality!"

"Wow!! Sicya!! What is this feeling!? What is this feeling of being shot through the heart!? Could it be that I am agreeing with her statement!?"

"It's okay, Miss Pollyanna. At least in my heart, you are the most beautiful."

"Don't give me any 'at least in my heart' nonsense!!"

Part 2

- In a Dark room -

- A window opened only a little-

- Oppressive atmosphere that even freezes the air -

- The sinister and gloomy faces of the guard -

Avata rested his elbows on the iron table in front of him, then crossed his hands and looked at us.

...What is this feeling of being interrogated for the third time? We just came here to say goodbye...

"...Ah," He sighed deeply and threw the pen he held to the side, "To be honest, I really don't want to see you again."

"What? How heartless..."

"No, it's because of guilt. I joined our Elysis Liberation business before a long time ago,and I was actually thinking of finding someone to take the blame for damaging the city walls when I first met you. But I didn't expect even Lord Sicya to be alarmed and scolded me in secret..."

"Hmph, it's your luck that you involved us into this. Enjoy your satisfaction!"

"Haha, that's true. Goodbye, both of you."

Before leaving, I suddenly remembered something and turned back to say-

"Mr. Avata, don't forget to change the iron table to a wooden one, it'll be easier to smash."

"You don't have to worry about that!!"

Part 3, 4, 5...

We met everyone who had helped us one by one, and finally returned to Shia's Blood.

"Well, are the elf ladies leaving?"

Ghemk resigned from the position Sicya gave him after that incident and focused on running the only inn that had helped the Fae in the past. He was also the last heir of the surname "Shia".

"Don't mock us with that name anymore, okay... Emile, it's all your fault."

Emile ignored my words and instead paid attention to a lively corner in Shia's Blood-

There is a group of children along with some adults occasionally emitting surprised shouts and cheers.

"What are they doing there?"

"Well... there's an old man who has been coming to us for the past two days, saying that he will perform magic tricks for children for free, but we don't know why..."

The old man he mentioned stood up from the crowd, stretched his muscles, and looked towards our direction.

"Oh, isn't that..."

"Shut up!"

I covered Emile's mouth and nodded at the old man from afar.

He smiled kindly at me, pulled down his hat, and left Shia's Blood in people's astonishment.

...Well, it was Cyric, the last city lord of Elysis.

As the final member of the Elysis revolutionary group in the past, he finally found his place of belonging in here...