"Big Brother-"
Xiao Xiao was about to bounce over to her big brother, her expression (✪ω✪).
But Sir Awen instantly reached out and stopped her behind him. His gaze flickered as he said:
"Wait."
The breeze stirred the dust and mist on the ground.
The atmosphere on the battlefield seemed to have quietly changed the moment Lynn appeared.
All the Origins turned to look toward Lynn. They, too, vaguely sensed something unusual, an instinct developed from spending so many years with him. The Lynn standing before them was familiar, yet something about him felt subtly wrong.
Silence fell over their surroundings.
Lynn gazed at them from afar.
Suddenly.
A faint smile seemed to appear beneath his mask. He raised a finger and seemed to gently wipe something from the corner of his eye.
Then he walked openly toward them.
He said:
"My family, I'm sorry for causing you all so much trouble. If there's another chance, I'll apologize to every one of you in person. But right now, I'm afraid I have to take her away."
His voice was so gentle.
That was indeed the way Lynn spoke.
Whenever he was about to do something irrevocable, whenever he was on the verge of saying goodbye, he always used that gentle tone.
Yet beneath that gentleness lay a trace of desolate sorrow.
Everyone exchanged glances, watching Lynn approach them, uncertain what to do.
"Lynn?"
Sir Awen asked, narrowing his eyes.
Lynn smiled and said:
"Big Brother Awen."
Sir Awen froze. The moment their eyes met, his judgment wavered, because the look Lynn gave him clearly said that this was undoubtedly Lynn.
The affection and unspoken understanding built over so much time together could not be faked.
But what exactly was wrong?
He offered no explanation. The moment he finished speaking, time