The wind brings a nostalgic fragrance.
Just in an instant.
Silvia felt a stirring in her heart, one that made her instinctively hold her breath.
Even the thoughts that had gradually calmed while conversing with Enola started to surge once more.
In her eyes, a silver light flickered.
In that moment, Silvia summoned her strength and spirit.
From a higher perspective, she re-examined her sea of consciousness.
She eliminated the interference of illusions and longing, and the influence of various personal emotions and entanglements.
Then—
After re-examining her sea of consciousness from an immeasurable height.
Silvia reached an incredibly certain, incredibly clear conclusion.
The information she perceived was not her illusion, nor was it lovesickness borne from yearning day and night.
But rather, an undeniable reality.
He truly has returned.
Thud—
Thud—
The courtyard became utterly silent, even the sound of a needle dropping to the ground was remarkably clear.
"Indeed..."
