One year later.
Standing before the entrance to the Miniature Plane.
"I finally found it."
Over the past year, Garen had traveled south through the Luo'ao Empire and reached the Rhine Empire. Without even realizing it, he had returned to the home of his childhood.
As he stood before the dilapidated door, an indescribable feeling welled up inside him. He gently pushed it open, and the hinges creaked as if recounting the passage of time.
Inside, Garen saw dusty furniture and walls. Everything remained just as it had been when he left, but no one had set foot there since.
Garen's thoughts drifted back to the past. He had spent a carefree childhood in this home, and he could almost hear his family's laughter. But now, only silence remained, filling him with wistfulness.
He walked to the window and gazed at the beautiful scenery outside, his heart full of emotion. This had once been his home, the place where he had grown up, but everything had changed. He let out a deep sigh.
"Time really flies. In the blink of an eye, I've been in this world for more than twenty years."
Afterward, he went to the imperial capital of the Yulan Empire to visit George, who was now thriving in the empire's government.
The two had not seen each other in years, and they had plenty to talk about. George even spent several days showing Garen around the imperial capital before Garen left.
On his way to O'Brien, Garen stopped at a border garrison to visit Reynolds. The young man had grown much more mature. His magical cultivation had reached the late seventh rank, and he was now a company commander in the mage corps.
"I wonder if this kid will end up repeating his old mistake and get