Illya said, "This is where Illya belongs? You're that half-local gentleman, and are you Lady Saint of Winter?"
She still seemed not to fully understand what was happening, but Illya recognized Yuan Shikai at a glance, as well as Yustica.
Illya's reaction delighted both Yuan Shikai and Yustica.
At least it proved that she had retained her original memories and still remembered everything from before she sacrificed herself.
Illya struggled to stand, but unfortunately, her soul and body were not quite in sync.
After a while, she seemed to grow accustomed to this body. Bracing herself with her hands and pushing up with her knees, she finally managed to stand.
She fell as soon as she took her first step, then stood, took two more steps, and fell again.
Yuan Shikai and the others did not step forward to help. This was something Illya needed to overcome herself.
After stumbling several times, Illya finally adjusted to her body and managed to walk without falling, though her expression suggested it took considerable effort.
She was like a baby learning to walk, while Yuan Shikai and his companions were like parents eagerly awaiting their child's growth.
Illya approached one step at a time, finally caught hold of Yustica's hem, and then collapsed as though all her strength had drained away.
She was exhausted, not just physically, but mentally as well.
In fact, only a little over ten minutes had passed between Illya's sacrifice and her resurrection, but she had experienced the transition from death to life.
A person's soul could sometimes be incredibly fragile and sometimes extraordinarily resilient. Illya's soul was undoubtedly the latter.
Yustica caught Illya in her arms, and Yuan Shikai immediately took out a blanket and draped it over her.
Illya had reached the place where she belonged. Here,