Northern Realm, in Albion's Tomb.
The evacuation is proceeding methodically.
And as the last Viking fleet on standby begins to sail into the Rainbow Bridge, Luo En, who is patrolling around Oakney, finally breathes a sigh of relief and enters the Spirit Tomb at the lake bottom with his sword.
After several maneuvers, he arrives at the Lava Cave imprisoning Vivian.
With a swing of his sword, the Rune Array engraved on the ground cracks open, and pink petals fly out, converging into a graceful figure with purple eyes and silver hair.
I... this is...
After a moment of daze, Vivian comes to her senses, raises her hand to knock on her forehead in frustration, and looks mournfully at the mischievous mentor before her:
"How long have I been locked up?"
"Not long, just a few months."
"So, you're no longer angry?"
"Not yet."
"Then, can we reconcile?"
Seeing the dark red Giant Sword resting securely on her neck, Vivian subconsciously swallows.
"Of course, there's no problem."
