Dafflin emerged from the illusion realm in a daze.
He had learned the Mysterious Healing Art, yet it felt as though he had lost his heart.
In the Doomsday Illusion, he had experienced too much: the ugliness and beauty of the human heart, struggle and death, rebirth and hope...
Still in that daze, he cured Melt's daughter. She and her husband were deeply, deeply grateful to him.
Melt immediately said that she would personally search several possible places for Anty, but Dafflin waved her off and said there was no need to trouble her.
Melt wanted to say more, but her husband stopped her.
Dafflin left.
Only then did Melt's husband say to his wife, "I can already tell that the feelings between them seem to have vanished. That's why I didn't let you keep talking."
"That can't be. He obviously cared so much about my sister before. How long has it even been?" Melt was deeply puzzled.
"People's feelings can change very easily. Fortunately, he still remembered the old bond and helped us cure Jenny. He really is a good man. It's just a shame that once something is missed, it's missed." Melt's husband sighed.
Melt said nothing. She merely held her daughter in her arms, lost in thought.
Could a person's feelings really disappear within just a few days?
After leaving Melt's home, Dafflin did not go looking for Anty, although he already knew clearly from the illusion realm that she was currently working as a teacher at a kindergarten.
He wandered the streets without any destination. Everywhere, lanterns and decorations filled the streets, much like how Eastern Continent People celebrated the New Year.
Ever since the Colossus Priests had arrived, scenes like this had become common here.
The good thing was that everyone liked it well