Agatara Great Spiritual Palace.

The palace, made of gold, where everything was just glorious, became the labyrinth itself, which would be extremely difficult to get out of when one step was taken. Without Willedo's guidance, we would undoubtedly have been the wings to search the entrance and exit and stray, and it might have had to be the quote, the last resort, that kept them lost without being found.

Within so many labyrinths, Setuna proceeded according to the guidance of Asura and the two, Willeds. As I went along, I heard various stories about Agatara. He also studied the history of Agatara and the influence of human culture, and why the Willeds of Agatara use the common language of the continent. As boring and dying as it would have otherwise been, the maze making of the Great Spirit Palace was complicated, and even though it was for defense, I couldn't help but think it would have been too much.

For Willedo, who can fly, there's no such thing as structure.

That's how I went to the back, as soon as I got out into a little more space.

golden space, there was a group in the middle of it. It's also a human population. There are about twenty armed summoners wearing platinum-haired women, chestnut-haired girls, and the team uniforms of the Peak Guards, led by a man wearing full body armor in pitch black.

Setsuna was unexpectedly stunned because she had not imagined she would be reunited in this way, only because she even remembered how she was impressed with Milyu, who had not dyed her hair, and Elina, who had grown big. That seemed the same over there. Even though we should have seen Setsuna and recognized that it was Setsuna, neither Miliu nor Elina would leave their consternation sticking to their faces, making it microscopic. On the contrary, he did not utter a word, so much so that Setuna became anxious that she might have been forgotten.

"Ooh, isn't this to the witch all your followers!

Willedo, who guided Setuna and the others so far, opened his mouth straight and rushed to Elina's side. And be respectful and show them. The other Willeds took a similar attitude towards Elina. As we have talked so far, it was well understood in those reactions that the story of the Wileds of Agatara not stopping admiring Elina as a saving witch is true. And I guess it's because I admire you so much that I've been searching around for people who will be "oniichans” for Erina.

"Witch, you've taken Lord Oniichan!

"O... brother...? Are you sure, brother...?

Erina looked half-hearted.

Her reaction, too, is not unclear.

For the past two years, Setuna has been in a place where she has no contact whatsoever with the Erinas. No, before that, Setuna was near the heart of the Great Destruction. It's no wonder you thought you lost your life as a “great destruction” entanglement. Who can blame you for believing you're alive, but without any tone out, if you'd given up somewhere?

No, maybe that's not what Elina's question is, either.

When she let go of Miliu's hand, which was connected, she approached him with a snack. In the meantime, did the squadrons of the Guardian Peak Samurai rush over to Asla in order not to disturb Elina?

"Oh, yes, I am."

Setuna said that because she doesn't know how to reply. Calling yourself a brother is very embarrassing.

"Brother... he was really alive... he was alive...!

"You're right. I'm not gonna die."

"Brother... Brother... Wow, wow, wow!

"Oh, come on...!

Whether it was a voice or something, he panicked a little bit because Elina, convinced that it was Setuna herself, had hugged him with great tears. Not that Elina's reaction was unexpected. Because given her mood, I thought about how we should respond. It wasn't Setuna who had no idea what she was like for Erina.

"He's alive... he's alive. Yo... brother, he's alive!

"Oh, he's alive. He was alive."

He gently embraced Elina's large and growing body as he was struck by Elina's bullying attempts to ascertain Setuna's reality many times. The back length is stretched only by Elina. Setsuna, for two years in hell, had grown her hair and improved her stature, but her height itself remained the same. That's why I know exactly how Erina grows. He used to be a lot lower than Setuna. He grew taller. Still, growth is growth, not whether it reaches the top of her head on her chest or not. It gets emotional, and the fact that I couldn't do anything for you for so long pushes me over. The thought comes out, with a mouthful.

"So sorry"

"Why... are you apologizing?

"You were alive, but you couldn't do anything."

"... you don't have to worry about that. Even I couldn't do anything for your brother. Ever, ever, because it has been."

"Elina......"

"So, but, but from now on, I can help you, too!

Elina gave Setuna a full smile in her arms. It was like a dark cloud-blowing sun, Setsuna wanted to narrow her eyes to the eyelids her smile emitted. So glorious and full of vitality. I called her the goddess of salvation, and I didn't even know how Willedo felt about wanting to honor her. Of course, I understand that Willedo and the others are calling her that for a completely different reason.

"Mine?

"Yeah! Because I got my master working out full of them! Hey, Master!

When Elina looked back at Miliu, she was, just, flabbergasted. It was a missing look between them. I'm glad she gives such a look, albeit always pitiful and even cold, except with regard to one event.

"Huh...?

He had a decent look as if he didn't know why he was told the story. Setuna can't even imagine what the intention was for a black warrior standing next to her to flaunt his shoulder. I just don't know what Miliu meant by his flashy expression. She must be in such a state that she is losing sight of herself in an unexpected reunion with Setuna.

So, not that, but Setuna decided to speak from herself.

"Miliu"

When I call my name, I react frighteningly. And she still opened her mouth, too.

"Setuna......"

My voice hasn't changed much from the old days either. Miliu-Levaire itself. Nostalgia and love fill my chest. Extremely impressed. So, I guess. My voice flipped.

"I'm home."

"Is this your home?

Miliu turns half an eye as if he remembers something. Beautiful eyes. Nostalgia. Nostalgia. Every single one of her words and deeds evokes a far separated past and evokes inspiration. Driven by the urge to hug her every Elina, but suppressed. Because Miliu didn't seem to be in that mental state.

"That's not what this is about."

"I know... I know. It's just..."

"Hmm?"

"Yeah...... about this one"

Miliu, too, may have been overimpressed and not sure what he wanted.

"Welcome back, Setuna"

Miliu finally smiled.

Its crystal clear smile was as beautiful as a work of art and as much as I ever wanted to see.