This girl, Anne, was constantly emitting a breath on her body.

The courage of loneliness.

She is brave and scary.

There was a person or an existence on the entire mage tower, looking at Anne with an admiring look.

Lalivash.

He seemed...and even sniffed hard.

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And in heaven.

The same moment.

The two men in black robes were also looking at Anne.

The sword in her hand.

"Finally... I saw this sword again." They sighed in unison.

With it, long-lost... fear?

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