Take a deep breath.

"...poof.

　A flash.

　She drew her sword.

　It was named Oboro Moonlight Night.

　Shelly still doesn't understand its true value. But she uses it in her daily training. It was meant to be a way to get used to it, but it had a special meaning for her.

　It means to keep the flame of vengeance alive.

　Every time she gazes at this magic sword, what she recalls is Belle's last image.

　A sad memory that could not be forgotten, even if one wanted to. It continues to linger in Shelly's mind.

　But that was good.

　Because all of that pain, all of that sadness, is food for vengeance.

　Then he gently delivers the hazy moonlit night he pulled out, and gently delivers the sword.

　I bow politely on the spot.

''Thank you very much.''

　I'll never forget the time I trained with Belle.

　Sherry went straight back into the military base. She had been training tirelessly until now.

　In the midst of it all, she realized. It was no longer enough to just pile on the volume. Instead, she thought she should sharpen her mind and just master the blow.

　It wasn't something that anyone had told her to do.

　Shelly had sensed it of her own volition.

''.........''

　Suddenly, I raise that magic sword to the sun.

　There was no reaction. However, there must be something in this magic sword.

　That much I knew without a doubt.

''Teacher.''

　He murmurs to himself in a blur. Shelly gently touches her own eye patch as she reinserts the magic sword into her waist. This is a warning. Fortunately, I know that it will heal completely.

　But it's not time to take this off just yet.

　I know when to take this patch off.

　Only when I'm facing that demon will I be able to release this commandment.

　That is what Shelly has imposed on me.

　You can't remain with your emotions alone. If we confront it with vengeance alone, as we did then, it will only lead to a similar future.

　This must not be the case.

　I will definitely take my revenge.

　In order to do so, I must continue to hone my skills.

I will definitely make it through.

　I look up at the sky.

　The twilight-tinted sky covers the world.

　I'm sure Belle will be waiting for me up ahead. Shelley, with her last words in her mind, sometimes looks up at the twilight sky like this.

　Somewhere in this sky. No, Belle must be waiting in the blue sky that exists beyond this sky.

　With that thought in mind, Shelley keeps going.

　She turns on her heel.

　She tosses and turns and leaves the place. The figure is still somewhat reminiscent of Belle.

　Humanity has lost many human beings by being hunted down.

　But this does not only create despair.

　The will of the warriors who fought for their people and gave their lives in this twilight land is definitely being carried on.