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Imhettel left Dream Island.
He flew alone to the depths of the ocean, silent, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
He had lived on Dream Island and in the Ideal Country for so long that his childhood days had long become sealed history, only the days as a Guardian allowed him to feel the passage of time.
And these thousand years were perhaps the happiest days among countless millennia.
But now, everything was over.
However, he did not regret it.
If he had to choose again, he would still rescue the elf that collapsed on the shore of East Seges a thousand years ago.
If he had to choose again, he would still unhesitatingly take action to eliminate any who would harm her...
As a Guardian, he once lived in a daze; it was she who taught him what "love" is, and she who taught him what "goodness" is.
Thinking of that beautiful figure, a glimmer of light appeared deep in Imhettel's eyes.
