Sunset afterglow.
The figures of warriors returning from the battlefield are cast upon the city walls.
Shadows, a dozen meters tall, appear especially towering.
Yi Lin is silent, staring at the reflections on the wall, lost in thought.
"Hahaha— exhilarating!"
The ginger, with a belly full of malicious joy, steps on the sticky beast blood, laughing maniacally as he returns.
He is finally pleased.
Governor Poer smokes on the city wall, gradually fading into the smoke.
Now that Gilgamesh has left.
But the deterrence he left behind remains.
Yi Lin has some disagreements with a few others in reality.
But for now, they won't come to blows.
Or rather, there is no reason to fight just yet.
Initially, Governor Poer believed that Thessia was hiding a great treasure.
But after following her all the way to Uke Town, she and the ginger found themselves inexplicably in this world, on this battlefield, in this era.
She vaguely feels that she might, possibly, maybe have been tricked.
