And if a similar principle could be replicated in humans, would that mean it was possible to take people away from this world?
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A descendant of light, filled with anticipation.
And—
"Don't call me Your Highness anymore. The next time we meet—"
"—I'll be her lawful wife."
Now all that remained was to see which lucky soul would have to face Filianore ()
But before that, it was time to relax a little on the land of Terra.
Section Sixty-Four · A Little Disturbance on the Land of Terra
Like a fish leaping out of water.
Like a bird spreading its wings.
Stepping across thin dreams that were like bubbles, her lost consciousness rose from the unknowable abyss and surfaced in the world.
—Frostnova opened her eyes.
What came into view was the temporary office that seemed vaguely familiar from her memories.
She was sprawled over the desk, with a mountain of paper formed from countless stacks of documents before her. Outside the window, beneath the dark, pure night sky, a crescent moon hung high in the heavens. Bathed in moonlight, Chernobog, which had been bustling all day, was welcoming midnight.
The scent of coffee lingered at the tip of her nose—she raised her head, and a cup of extra-strong coffee before her was giving off a rich fragrance and wisps of steam. She remembered now. She had brewed this coffee herself. Since she had not eaten normal food in a long time, she had nearly scalded her tongue, and while she waited for the coffee to cool slightly, drowsiness had crept over her eyelids.
Ah... she remembered. She was in Chernobog, assisting Amiya with her work in a temporary office inside the core city until late at night. Before the coffee had cooled, she had