Cui Ciyou asked, "Then Sara is..."
As he spoke, an image surfaced in Cui Ciyou's mind: a woman with short blond hair and a stubborn expression.
Carl smiled. "Sara is Rorze's student."
"On this continent, where swordsmen make up the main fighting force..."
"She has a rare talent for archery."
"As for Sara now..."
A trace of admiration appeared on Carl's face.
"That girl is the best scout in our corps now."
"She's also gifted at stealth, tracking, and the like."
"Early this morning, she went to the Black Forest west of the city to track another band of human traffickers."
Everything was clear now.
An aptitude for archery... looks like she's that girl from the original story.
Cui Ciyou looked at the people before him. Their expressions differed, but a fire burned in every pair of eyes.
Slowly, he revealed the ultimate purpose of his visit.
"Carl, everyone."
His voice was clear and steady.
"Your search and rescue efforts can end now."
"Because Eris Boreas Greyrat, Sylphiette, and I have all returned safely to the Fitoia Territory."
"I came here to tell you that."
At his words, everyone in the warehouse was initially overjoyed.
But that joy lasted only a moment before silence followed.
The immense uncertainty and emptiness that came with achieving their goal settled over everyone present.
Carl and the sisters, Vera and Shera, wore particularly complicated expressions.
A team formed for search and rescue, a team that had persevered for three whole years.
Their original goal had been achieved, so what would become of this team...
What would become of this place they had long since come to call home?
Would this force of nearly a thousand people return to their old lives, each struggling separately to make a living?
Then their pent-up emotions found an