Putting Regrets to Rest

Himmel touched her nose awkwardly, completely unable to bring herself to utter harsh words and ruin the precious moment of warmth.

Frieren mustered her courage and pleaded again and again.

Himmel couldn't resist his stubbornness, and he did indeed blame Frieren in his heart—a fact he couldn't deny.

After much hesitation, he decided to shatter the perfect image he held in Frieren's mind.

"Alright! Frieren, since that's the case, then I'll give you a good scolding! You're too skinny, you don't have any curves at all. Whoever marries you will definitely be woken up by your diaper rash!"

Frieren hung her head, accepting Himmel's criticism. The beauty created by the distance between them was quickly severed by reality.

There's no turning back now that the arrow has been released. Recalling the pain of unrequited love, Himmel uttered many hurtful words.

"And Frieren, you're so dense! I even gave you Mirror Lotus, and you didn't even notice..."

The disappointment and anger in her heart turned into sharp words, mercilessly stabbing at her former lover.

Himmel had to speak out; the pent-up emotions within her were channeled into arrows, gradually diminishing, a bittersweet experience.

Two people, whether they love or hate, feel or resent, are grateful or in pain.

After today, it probably won't exist anymore.

In that case, let the storm rage on!

All those haunting sweet nothings and harsh words, the intertwining of love and hate, burst forth together, like fire and water mingling, let them bloom fiercely today!

Despite enduring Himmel's barrage of criticism, Frieren felt much better inside.

His guilt towards Himmel lessened considerably, and he gradually launched a counterattack.

"Actually, I'm quite slim! Dugu Qing likes me a lot."

"Moreover, Dugu Qing often praises me, saying it's good to be a little slow, it doesn't matter if I'm not smart, being slow-witted is a rare human virtue..."

A century-long unrequited love is about to come to an end.

Frieren, Himmel of her last chance, poured out all her bittersweet memories, love and hate, bringing a final chapter to her earth-shattering adventure.

And so, the unforgettable love, the haunting figure, the accidental separation, the lingering affection, the resentment born of love turning into hatred—all of it came to an end.

After a long while, all the words had been spoken, all the regrets had been resolved, and all the guilt had been punished.

Frieren and Himmel exchanged a smile, then turned and left in opposite directions.

Frieren took several dozen steps, and two lines of clear tears suddenly slid down her cheeks.

The guilt and regret accumulated over a century have all vanished, leaving only a sense of relief and a longing for a carefree future.

Himmel stared blankly ahead, her eyes vacant.

The image of that beautiful woman lingers in my heart, fleeting like smoke, yet it can never be erased, etched deep within my soul.

In the end, it's me who can't let go!

He looked up at the sky and sighed, no longer able to hold back, letting two lines of tears silently stream down his cheeks, one after another.

In the Martial Realm, in an unnamed small town.

Dugu Qing and Fern found Heiter, who was hungover, in a tavern.

"Lord Heiter! Lord Heiter! Honestly, even in Aureole, he still loves to drink so much."

Fern shook Heiter, but seeing that he was fast asleep, he reluctantly placed him on the table.

The tavern owner, a renowned warrior in his lifetime and a great lover of fine wine, spoke up in defense of Heiter upon seeing this.

"When I was human, drinking was bad for my health, but now that I'm a Heroic Spirit, of course I have to enjoy myself to the fullest."

As he spoke, he filled two glasses of strong liquor and pushed them toward Dugu Qing and Fern.

"Come, taste the Aureole wine!"

Dugu Qing waved his hand in refusal, and Fern also looked resistant.

The two sat quietly in the tavern, waiting for Heiter to wake up.

Three hours passed quietly, Heiter slowly opened his eyes. The moment he saw Fern, he wiped his eyes in astonishment.

"Fern, what are you doing in Aureole? Are you dead too?!"

Fern put his hand to his forehead, looking helpless.

Dugu Qing explained, "We didn't die. After your death, we embarked on the adventure of Himmel again, slaying demons and monsters and defeating countless enemies along the way, finally arriving at the Demon King's Castle and entering the Aureole."

Heiter slammed his fist on the table, his face beaming with excitement, clearly intoxicated.

"Good! What a wonderful idea to retrace your adventures! Tell me, tell me quickly, who did you encounter along the way?"

Fern immediately began to recount her story, starting with her invitation to Dugu Qing to embark on the adventure, and continuing through Qual, Aura, the First-Class Mage Exam, the Goddess's Monument, Macht, Laiwei...

Upon hearing that Fern and his group had experienced so many adventures and defeated so many powerful enemies along the way, Heiter clapped his hands happily, genuinely pleased for them.

"Also, I've met someone I like, Lord Heiter, could you please give me your blessing!"

Fern glanced at Dugu Qing secretly, her cheeks slightly flushed, and mustered her courage to speak her mind.

Heiter, who had been single his entire life and knew nothing about love, simply nodded in agreement.

"I didn't expect Fern to have someone she likes! Great! I wish you all your dreams come true, a happy love life, and that you get married and have children soon."

"Heiter, Lord Haita."

Fern laughed happily, as if he had eaten honey.

"???"

When Dugu Qing heard that Fern had someone she liked, several question marks immediately appeared on her face!

What's going on? Fern has a crush on someone?! Good heavens! Who was that bastard who stole Fern's heart?!

What a bastard! If I ever see him again, I'll definitely give him a couple of punches.

"Heiter, so you really are here!"

Frieren, carrying a suitcase, pushed open the door, walked in, and sat down in a chair.

"Frieren, you're still the same as ever—youthful, beautiful, gentle, and lovely. You haven't changed at all; it's truly enviable!"

Heiter picked up his glass, took another sip, and let out a burp.

Frieren waved dismissively, then chatted with Heiter for a while, reminiscing about old acquaintances she had met along the way.

The group chatted and laughed, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

The guard of the South Heavenly Gate, leading a troop of soldiers, strode over.

"Friends, Aureole has severed ties with Earth and will soon ascend to Heaven. Please depart!"

Frieren closed her eyes, remained silent for a long time, then patted Heiter heavily on the shoulder and walked towards the door.

Fern followed Dugu Qing, turning back every few steps to look at Heiter with lingering affection, until he gradually disappeared from sight.

Heiter watched Frieren, Dugu Qing, and Fern disappear from view, a lump formed in his throat, and tears unexpectedly streamed down his cheeks.

Goodbye, Fern, Frieren.

The group walked slowly along the misty road toward the South Heavenly Gate.

Halfway there, Frieren suddenly stopped, a crucial matter suddenly remembered: she hadn't yet met her teacher Flamme.

The wind ruffled her long, silvery-white hair. The girl frowned and turned her head to look at Dugu Qing and Fern beside her.

"I almost forgot, I haven't seen Flamme yet."

Dugu Qing was taken aback upon hearing this and looked at the divine general.

"My lord, could you please allow us to stay a little longer?"

The deity nodded slightly, his gaze fixed on the depths of the sea of clouds.

"Go quickly and come back soon, we'll be waiting for you at the South Heavenly Gate."