Eral Town seemed never to have been touched by the war.
It seemed that neither of the victorious sides—the Allies and the Soviet Army—had any interest in this beautiful little town in Bavaria.
That was not quite accurate, though. A small Allied tank unit had been stationed here for a while after the war ended.
What was that general called again...? Oh, right, Patton!
In Elena's eyes, those invaders were fairly decent. They got along extremely well with the town's residents, and there had never been any conflicts or unpleasantness.
After the Pit Lord Varimathras left, everything here returned to normal, and the Demon Hunters never came back.
Afterward, the American tank unit also withdrew and was replaced by West German troops.
That's right, Germany had split apart.
Elena had also watched the handover ceremony between the West German troops and the American military, but she always felt that something was strange.
American General Patton and the West German major who had come to take charge of this area stared at each other for a long time before silently nodding. The soldiers on both sides were also extremely solemn and did not say a word.
Germans being meticulous and serious was nothing unusual.
But since when had those Americans kicked their loud, rowdy soldier habits?
Life went on, and the little town seemed to have become a harmonious paradise on earth.
Everyone was so kind and friendly. Whenever they saw Elena, they would smile, greet her, or stop for a chat.
Elena even got a raise. Heaven knew where this tiny church had gotten so much money.
And whenever she went shopping, the enthusiastic shopkeepers would usually give Elena a discount. Even if she forgot to pay, it did not matter.
It was as though these shopkeepers did not care