What is happiness?
Back in her previous life, for Vieya this had already been a topic beaten to death. She never thought about it much—her head always empty, only knowing what she’d eat for lunch today, and which game to play that night.
But someone once said: a cat eating fish, a sheep eating grass, Ultraman defeating a little monster—that is happiness.
Yet after being summoned into this world of swords and magic, after becoming a Hero, Vieya came to love another kind of happiness—the rush of power surging through her body with every level up.
So long as she kept fighting, she kept leveling.
The higher her level, the more warmly humanity welcomed her.
The stronger the positive feedback, the happier she was.
Looking back now, Vieya almost envied that simple self of before.
But truly becoming part of this world had begun the moment the Hero Squad officially gathered, leaving their mark on this land of magic and miracles. frёeωebɳovel.com
How she missed it.
The past is like that—once gone, it is gone forever. You can recall it, but never recreate it.
The people who once stood by your side become nothing more than stories of warmth gone cold.
Vieya opened her eyes, gazing at the golden-haired, golden-eyed girl smiling so sweetly beside her. She remembered so many people, so many things—so many forgotten details came back, as if she had just woken from a long dream.
“Red towers, parting night heavy with sorrow, scented lamp half-curtained by tasseled drape...” the golden-haired, golden-eyed girl suddenly began to recite poetry. Smiling, she reached out her hand toward Vieya, still crouched on the ground, golden strands of hair falling onto her chest.
It was a poem Vieya had often read aloud to herself in their travels across the continent, long ago.
Back then, Flaviel had thought it beautiful. She still did now.
Vieya’s heart seemed to skip a beat. The white-haired little girl lifted her face, staring at her wife’s lovely features so close at hand, as if to etch them forever into her memory.
A breeze stirred. Vieya lifted her hand to clasp the one her wife had stretched out to her—soft, cool—and with a sigh, she quietly continued the verse:
“But now I recall the joy of Jiangnan; I was young then, spring shirt thin, riding horseback leaning on the slanting bridge, red-sleeved girls waving from balconies...”
“Youth in thin spring shirt.” Vieya repeated the words in a daze.
At that line, she suddenly smiled. Gripping her wife’s hand tightly, she looked at the body before her beginning to turn transparent, and whispered:
“Goodbye.” freēwēbnovel.com
“Goodbye.” Flaviel waved her free hand cheerfully. “This time, let me rest just a little longer.”
The soft, cool touch vanished. Vieya’s left hand was suddenly empty. Faint golden motes, like fireflies, whirled around her—moths rushing to a flame, colliding against her—then, in the instant of contact—
They disappeared.
Now restored to the form of a young girl, Vieya no longer lingered in memories, no longer repeated old words. She gazed blankly into the emptiness before her, as though she were still that boy beneath the walls of the Royal Capital, long ago.
And in that moment, the flow of mana within her body surged—stepping into the Seventh Tier.
Boom!
From within the mist erupted a thunderous explosion—the supporting fire of the ark’s magic crystal cannons.
At some point, the captain—whose five senses had been thrown into chaos—suddenly regained sight, hearing, and touch.
Once he recovered, he immediately realized they had been caught in an illusion. The ship had never been “paused in time.” The equipment and weapons had not “shut down.”
All of it had been nothing more than the false conclusions of their deceived senses. He had no idea why some of their perception suddenly returned—
But fearing it might be only temporary, he at once organized his crew to fire at the monsters lurking in the surrounding mist, preparing to board the ark.
“Report, Captain! The engine room is ready! The magic ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) drive engines are restarting—three minutes until we can break free of this waterway!”
“Quickly! Use the message stone to try contacting the Hero! They may have fallen into the monster’s trap!”