Just like every story said, even the grandest adventure would come to an end.
Even a hero's party that defeated the Demon King, after celebrating with all their like-minded friends at the royal city tavern, would part ways in the night.
Each would return to their hometown village, marry the childhood sweetheart waiting there, and live an ordinary life of chopping wood and boiling water every day.
Of course, as a hero who saved the world, there was also the possibility of marrying the kingdom's princess.
They would live happily ever after amid everyone's blessings.
Then, in the day-after-day routine of married life, they would discover that the princess was only pretty and a complete pain to live with, that someone from a commoner background could not fit into aristocratic circles at all, and worst of all, that as their skills declined, they would gradually enter a middle-aged crisis with nothing left to offer.
Ahem, sorry, I got carried away.
Anyway, setting aside those oddly realistic speculations about what came after, just as every adventure would eventually return to tranquility—
After driving back ten thousand meters of pitch-black despair—
Fang Ran, too, gradually began living peaceful everyday days.
That extraordinary journey in Europe, where every moment had been nerve-racking, now felt almost unreal.
"Bro, Xiao Huo, I'm off to class!"
Under the perfectly ordinary, bright morning sunlight, Fang Ran waved and called out to Meng Lang and Gou Yu in the second-floor doorway before, as usual, running out of the little courtyard.
In these peaceful days without the Covenant, without plans, without enemies, and without those scenes that always "struck" at precisely the right time—
Fang Ran had finally begun living the life of a top student at a prestigious university, the kind of life he had once dreamed of.