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    In the initial conversation with Grit.

    The Hsu system once asked this.

    “Servia, have you thought about the future?”

    At that time Guts was very silent and eventually gave a firm answer.

    She’s staying.

    Even if her parents are gone, even if Cloverfield is relegated to history, she will guard the people of the territory until the end of her life.

    The reason is simple, because people need Grit.

    Guts can’t ignore people like that.

    Every thank you, every exchange, can propel the false bravery to move on and lessen that guilt of ending both parents.

    And now.

    Grit is no longer Grit.

    Not even a fake Grit.

    Because no one needs her anymore.

    Fear, crying, cowering, running away.

    Villages within Cloverfield’s territory have all fled to more distant lands, seeking refuge in larger towns, convinced that Cloverfield is no longer safe.

    Grit loses its protection and is no longer needed.

    She was reduced to an empty shell.

    The girl stood still for a long, long time under the watchful eye of the Xu system, facing the empty village.

    Lost in thought and motionless.

    As if it were purely dead.

    It was as if something intangible had been withdrawn from that skeletal body, leaving the pale bones alone.

    “Lord Wizard ……”

    Finally.

    The dead thing that had lost everything spoke.

    She forced a smile on her face, not wanting to worry the Xu system, “Everyone, they all left safely yet ……”

    “It’s wonderful that no one was hurt.”

    Servia tried to smile, to express her inner joy, but couldn’t, the pupils of her turquoise eyes were duller than ever.

    Eyes like that reflect a world that is gray.

    “Thalia.”

    The Xu system asked, “Are you happy?”

    “…… Well, I’m glad.”

    “Everyone made it out of Cloverfield safe and sound.”

    “I’m really glad, Lord Wizard.”

    Locking eyes with the dull emerald, the Xu system reached out and repaired the girl’s undead body.

    Surgical maneuvers were initiated to fill penetrating injuries in the thorax.

    “Thalia.”

    His voice was gentle, not revealing the flimsy lie, “You’ve done an excellent job.”

    ……

    [A thousand years is enough time to erase everything]

    [Grinding away the history of the Cloverfield family, grinding away all that is in this land, the only thing that sustains Cervia’s life is the oath that she once took to guard her lords, and the expectations of her parents]

    [The girl who ended both her parents with her own hands is atoning for her sins in this way.]

    [She’s afraid of being alone]

    [She’s afraid of loneliness]

    [She’s afraid of not being needed.]

    [Fear of being forgotten, fear of not doing enough, fear that Cloverfield’s honor ends here]

    [You ask Silvia again what she’s going to do from now on.]

    [This time, the girl can no longer answer you firmly, because the people who need the help of the fake brave man have already left the land]

    [The dark tide of the undead has ended, and peace has returned to Cloverfield’s territory.]

    [Sylvia ascends the hill alone, and squats, long and forlorn, at the gravestones of both her parents, with her back against the stone headstones.

    [Sylvia is in a daze]

    [Unaware of the meaning of their existence]

    People have opposite sides.

    Strong and vulnerable.

    All this time, Servia has been strong, surviving alone in a world a thousand years later, quietly carrying Cloverfield’s responsibilities and guarding the long-gone territorials.

    But at the same time, she is extremely vulnerable.

    A desire to interact with people, a desire to be recognized, a fear of the dark and a fear of thunder.

    Serwia lied to the Xu system.

    [Honesty] against the virtues of chivalry.

    She’s not happy at all.

    It’s sad, it’s confusing, it’s mournful.

    “Father, mother, what exactly am I going to do …… from now on”, the undead girl sat crouched at the top of the hill, hugging her knees in silence, the only thing that could give a small amount of security was the tombstones that rested against her shoulders on either side.

    The emeralds of the Cloverfield family are simple and pure.

    But that doesn’t mean stupid.

    A long time ago, Servia realized that she could not carry on with her original happy life as before.

    Mother and father are gone, never to return.

    Cloverfield’s Medal of Honor, too, is permanently lost to the passing of history.

    Even.

    Even the people of the territory no longer remembered the name Cloverfield.

    The so-called guardianship, the so-called perseverance, from the beginning to the end, is the wishful thinking of the “brave”.

    “Can’t do it ……”

    “I can’t do it ……”

    A hollow voice that echoed repeatedly within the armor.

    Brave Cervia is still steeped in the past, and even though the world has long since changed, her spirit remains in the distant past, refusing to acknowledge everything.

    She was convinced.

    Just sit by both parents’ tombstones.

    Just to be able to feel the presence of your family like you used to.

    She was convinced.

    Just guard the people in the territory.

    It would restore the glory of the Cloverfield family as it once was.

    But, looking at the empty territory, that so-called persistence instantly cracked beyond recognition.

    The brave man lost his nerve.

    Confused and cowering, not daring to face the terrible reality, only dare to back against the tombstone of two parents, humble and pathetic to seek so little security.

    “…… Thank you, Lord Wizard.”

    Xu’s department often visits Serwia.

    The world is dim.

    The wind is whistling.

    He didn’t say some empty and lofty words of comfort to Servia, he just accompanied her gently and taught the girl some ways to become stronger.

    Sylvia is very polite.

    Each time, they thanked the Xu system.

    The turquoise eyes, however, still showed a dull obscurity.

    Ravaged by the undead, Cloverfield seemed silent and peaceful, especially since the villagers had moved away, leaving only Xu’s line and Thavia’s presence here.

    I don’t know how many days have passed.

    Servia’s mental state remains low.

    Back against the tombstone, empty and lifeless.

    The Xu system, however, made a new move, rising and looking out into the dark, dark sun, “Thavia, I’m ready to go.”

    He shifted his gaze down to the bewildered undead girl and held out his palm, “Want to leave with me?”

    The invitation sound is clear.

    The undead girl who had been keeping quiet, that godless face, for a long time surfaced humanized emotions, “But …… I…”

    The brave man named Servia was not prepared for that.

    She fears the future.

    Want to stay in the familiar past.

    With the headstones of both parents at their backs, walking the land of Cloverfield and touching the doors of what was once an old house.

    Servia was reluctant and afraid to leave Cloverfield.

    She cowardly lowered her head, not daring to meet Xu Department’s gaze, further closing herself off.

    But.

    The man in the sorcerer’s robes, of his own accord, crouched down so that his eyes were aligned with the impostor’s, “Thavia, did you know?”

    “It’s easy to walk into the darkness, but it’s hard to face the light again.”

    “The change of light and darkness irritates the human eye.”

    “It takes more courage to want to regain the light than to endure the darkness.”

    “I think that Servia possesses such courage because Servia is truly brave.”

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