"Hmph~"
Shard exhaled through his nose as if he were laughing, or perhaps sighing.
"I want to ask a rather boring question. Since returning to Midshire Fort, have you ever dreamed about her?"
Mr. Barton nodded:
"Of course, countless times... I dreamed of her standing on a dark and tranquil expanse of water, accompanied by numerous white shadows. Those shadows continually drifted away, but she alone turned to wave goodbye to me. I wanted to grasp her, but each time, I would wake up as I tried to step into that body of water. Perhaps the gods really are trying to tell me something, I just haven't understood it yet."
