Uncontrollable Homesickness

"A first-generation Demonic Beast... how incredible." Watching Cerberus gradually disappear into the wilderness, Ruslan curled his lip. "Who knows when we'll next see a Demonic Beast that can talk."

Oceannus was still gnawing on a piece of meat. "So what now? Let's keep heading onward."

Hermes looked down at Oceannus and sensed the magic power within him, letting out a quiet sigh.

The growth rate of this divine power seems to have exceeded my expectations.

Does he already possess the strength he had while standing on the sea before being sealed two years ago, even while on land now?

Leave some time for your teammates to catch up.

Hermes thought this with a wry smile.

And so, time slowly passed.

Over the course of that year, Oceannus and the others did not sail the seas again. Instead, they traveled overland, leaving their footprints throughout Atlantis.

In Osoka Town, on the distant southern coast.

"Welcome to Elma Tavern." Inside the spacious tavern, Elma stood behind the bar, wiping down a glass.

"Boss, two wheat beers." The man placed some copper coins on the counter.

"Coming right up. Please wait a moment." Elma put away the coins and went to pour the drinks.

The two men sat on stools before the counter, chatting as they waited for their beer.

Ever since Oceannus and the other four had rescued Osoka from the encirclement of the Demonic Beasts, Osoka had gained many more opportunities to interact with the outside world. Elma Tavern, which had once again begun receiving customers, had also expanded.

Though she had more money than she could ever spend in this little town and possessed considerable strength herself, Elma felt that her current life was quite good.

Though it might seem like she lacked ambition, she felt that perhaps she ought