[Primordial Blood] retreated.
Once the soldiers of the Expedition Army realized what had happened, they embraced one another and cheered, weeping with joy.
When the battle began, none of them had thought they would survive. Dying on the battlefield had already been the best possible outcome.
Now, they were like travelers about to collapse and die in the darkness, catching sight of daylight breaking on the horizon.
This was a miracle they had not dared hope for, yet the Great Being had truly bestowed it upon them so generously.
Many shed tears and knelt to pray. In these swaying, shabby cabins, the prayers they recited were more devout than those spoken in a church.
Sidney swayed as he walked back to his seat, but stumbled, and Holly caught him.
An expression somewhere between crying and smiling appeared on his face as he looked toward the rift leading to the Courtyard, exhausted yet relieved.
"So miracles really do exist in this world. Perhaps even this wretched fate of mine holds some hope."
Holly said nothing. She stood quietly beside him, keeping him company just as she had every day over all these years.
"Holly, after I die, go and join this Lord of the Courtyard."
Holly glanced at him, her tone flat and even. "I will only die before you."
Sidney smiled and shook his head, then looked at Elliot nearby. "Elliot, come here. I have something to tell you."
Elliot froze for a moment and pointed at himself. "Me?"
He hesitantly walked over, then suddenly paused, his whole demeanor seeming to change slightly.
Vanessa breathed a sigh of relief. The Lord had finally come to control her.
"Something about the Royal Family?"
"More or less. Since we can go back now, I'll explain a few things first..."
"Let's make sure