Fujimaru Tachibana was feeling down.
Without a doubt, compared to when she had first arrived at Chaldea, Fujimaru Tachibana had grown considerably. She had witnessed many sacrifices and had long prepared herself for the possibility that people she knew would die.
There was no question about that.
However, being prepared and understanding that sacrifice was inevitable did not mean she would remain unmoved after witnessing one firsthand.
Perhaps this girl would never become accustomed to sacrifice for the rest of her life. Whenever she saw someone die, she would feel distressed to some degree and grieve for those she knew.
This was the girl's human side, an expression of her emotions.
Yet whenever there was something that had to be dealt with, Fujimaru Tachibana never neglected what needed to be done. Even as she mourned for Arash, Immortal Red Kite, and the other refugees who had died, she tirelessly persuaded the People of the Mountains to head for Ramses II's territory.
She did not lose her judgment because she was depressed, nor did she allow herself to make the wrong choices.
This was the girl's growth, an expression of her rational side.
The people of the real world witnessed that growth, so when Fujimaru Tachibana revealed her sadness at this moment, they felt even more deeply how much the girl had grown and how hard she had worked.
And even after growing, she had not become the sort of cold-blooded person who treated lives as mere numbers, nor had she become someone indifferent to death.
From beginning to end, the girl's regard for life had never changed.
Of course, there would surely be people who claimed that Fujimaru Tachibana had not grown at all. Since she had taken on such a heavy burden, she ought to become indifferent to life—otherwise,