The condition for ascending Heavenly Sword Mountain was just one.
Abandoning all ties to the secular world.
Rather, to put it another way, most of the initiates of the ‘Sword Circle’ followed that rule and came to this remote mountain. Those who had received too many wounds would rather want to forget everything.
Seria Yurdina must have been like that too.
The conversation we had not long ago was still vivid. Words from that midnight, wearing the mask of another, but probably amounting to a confession.
Deep down, she probably didn’t want to leave.
Nevertheless, she had no choice but to leave.
I couldn’t know any clear causal relationship connecting those two sentences. However, since it was such a painful decision, Seria must have agonized over it for a long time.
Therefore, I think.
Do I have the right to shake that resolve now?
“Ugh!”
Thud, a sound like the air bursting echoed in my eardrums. Along with a faint groan, the blonde woman furrowed her fine brows.
It was Senior Delphine.
Unlike her bewildered expression, the girl’s face across from her…