He Became the Only Ally of the Abandoned Warrior

The war between demons and humanity, between the Demon God and the Goddess, finally came to an end.

With the Demon God's power consumed and Rinasienne's subsequent destruction, the power of dark magic vanished, and no more demons or monsters could be found on the earth.

However, the Goddess also perished alongside Rinasienne, enacting her judgment and purification on humanity as she departed.

As a result, the fires of purification burned away everything except for the land of Rowellina and the former Theocratic State.

The survivors were few—a small number of elves who had sought refuge in Rowellina and a handful of humans who remained in the last two lands.

The outcome of the long, grueling war was hollow and futile.

"We have accumulated countless sins."

Airan, now crowned king of Rowellina, began his mournful address in the plaza known as Rowellina's Flower.

"We fought to survive, but in our struggle, we abandoned ethics and morality."

Two tombs stood at the center of the plaza.

They were memorials for the archer Naidrian and the warrior Luciena Estelle, though no remains were buried within. Their bodies had not even been recovered, making these graves mere symbols to commemorate the war's end.

"And this… this is the result. We looked down on others and lived only for our selfish desires, deepening our sins."

The people of Rowellina filled the plaza, participating in the somber ceremony marking the end of the war.

Among them stood Ruben, alive under the Goddess’s protection, at the front, with the remaining members of the hero’s party behind him.@@novelbin@@

Arsil, who had sacrificed much of her life force, stood with her once-black hair now white. Her gray robe’s empty right sleeve fluttered in the breeze.

"We especially failed to treat Lin, the bearer of burdens for the hero's party, with the dignity of a human. He was the lover of the first hero, the second hero himself, and even in this life, he carried the burdens of humanity as our porter. Yet across these three lives, nothing improved, and we only repeated our sins."

Tigria, who had lost her left leg, did not bear gray hairs, thanks to the long lifespan unique to dolls, but she was left with only an ordinary human lifespan.

Rising with the aid of a crutch, Tigria offered a faint smile, saying that saving Lin had given her life as a doll meaning.

"And, in the end, we did not repent for our sins, and so we were condemned by the Goddess, losing her as well. And now, gathered here are all that remains of humankind."

Ravin, who had berated himself for being useless, was reassured by Arsil and Tigria that he had, indeed, mattered.

"We entrust the future to you, Ravin."