Chapter 357: The End of All (10) Part 1
Blue skies and a bright sun, a trickling stream and the sound of crickets, flocks of birds from the continent, and deer, squirrels, and rabbits frolicking in the green hills made up the outer edge of the world, a place where numerous lives still thrived in peace and warmth.
“There’s no time,” Sylvia said to Yulie, just before the massive hibernation began.
“... Yes, I am aware,” Yulie replied, but her expression remained one of hesitation, lost in thought as she looked at the old diary she held in her hand.
“... Yulie,” Sylvia said, looking at her. “How did it seem to you.”
Yulie raised her head at Sylvia’s words and thought of her future self that she had just seen—no, of her who was her absolute ideal.
“... It seemed well,” Yulie muttered, her eyes closed.
Yulie was a person of truth, a knight who had become a hero, and she had achieved her deepest wish, her desire, her dream, completely by herself and without anyone's help.
“She saved the continent.”
Transcending Deculein, she was the one who had taken up the mantle of guarding all life on this continent.
“... To a degree that it didn’t feel like myself,” Yulie continued, holding her diary tightly to her chest. “But—”
However, for some reason, Yulie felt a sense of gloom, finding her current self increasingly insignificant the more she compared it to the woman who was her ideal, while the woman who had already achieved all of her wishes seemed to make her feel empty.
“No, she is not you,” Sylvia interrupted.