Ah.
A familiar feeling.
As though he was about to die.
But.
It was different, too.
"Mr. Sakumura, do you have any regrets?"
"Do you mean fighting? Or... something else?"
Sakumura sat there, answering the person before him with vacant eyes.
"Ahaha."
"If you mean fighting, then no, I don't regret it."
He struggled to sit up.
"What I regret... is being so powerless at the very end that I actually let that man get away."
Ashiya Douman.
The man Sakumura had intended to kill had ultimately escaped.
Sakumura's mission had failed. He had not managed to kill the man who could be said to have caused all the chaos in Shimosa.
The sorcerer had merely been a front in the end. From beginning to end, there had only ever been one malicious existence.
That was Ashiya Douman, the so-called embodiment of evil.
In their final desperate battle, although Ashiya Douman seemed to have retained his full strength, he had still nearly been killed by Sakumura, who had resolved to die.
His body, which had nearly been cleaved in two, frantically found a way to escape from Sakumura's Reality Marble. After that... his presence could no longer be found anywhere in this world.
"How... useless."
Sakumura said it without thinking.
"Mr. Sakumura, you're not useless at all."
The person before Sakumura sighed softly, then actually reached out and stroked his head.
At last, a little light returned to Sakumura's eyes, allowing him to clearly see the person before him.
A smile rose on his face of its own accord.
"Kanna. So it was you."
"In the end, the one saying goodbye to me... was you?"
There was barely any [life] left within his Spirit Origin. He had probably forgotten almost everything that was meant to be forgotten already.
Ah...
My