Even with Hill's computational abilities, it took him a full nine days to locate his own position amid the endless stars.
Perhaps his desire to return home was too strong, because he had almost crossed in a single gate the route the Undead had once accumulated through several light gates.
Unfortunately, although Alice's world was on the same level, Hill would still have to cross more than a dozen worlds of varying sizes to reach it. Even flying at Purvi's fastest speed, it would take three years.
After thinking it over, Hill decisively gave up.
Alice was living quite well now. That world suited her ever-changing state of mind very well.
The little cat was only stable when facing Hill. Even after taking human form, her nature was still that of that willful white cat.
Hill did not intend to see Alice before she officially became a god... even if becoming a god in that chaotic world meant the child would never return to his side.
But that was still better than the little cat who had once only wanted to rely on others to survive.
Alice had not failed to learn her lesson entirely.
She had finally understood that even if Hill would always open his arms to her, someone might intercept her halfway as she leaped toward them.
It was a distance that looked very short, yet one she might never be able to return from.
And although Merkel loved her deeply, the existence of the Orc God meant Alice could not trust her completely.
What if something happened in that world?
At the moment of its collapse, would Merkel be controlled?
Alice did not dare to be certain, and neither did Merkel.
That was why, even though they had recovered some of their feelings in that world,