No way.
He can’t possibly know anything. After all, Lian doesn’t have the ability to read the stars.
But I’m not a hundred percent sure either.
Did he just casually say ‘two years’? Or did he say it because he knows something will happen then?
If I ask him, I’ll know the answer. Yet, I can’t bring myself to.
Regardless, I’m sure he’ll just run away if I ask.
Or even worse, disappear from my side forever.
I can feel it in my gut.
Waves of regret crash into my form. I should have taken that woman in Fothel Village more seriously.
Wanting to hear her star reading again, I scoured the streets of Fothel Village for a hint of her, albeit to no success.
The sense of gloom has yet to leave me. I neither have answers to my problems nor a clue as to what to do next.
However, if you actually are the star orbiting around me, then…
You may have come from another world, sent by the goddess, or whatever.
But I know this in my heart: I won’t let what that star-gazing woman said become reality.
I absolutely won’t let you burn out. I won’t lose sight of you.
I feel reluctant to part with him, but I have to pull back soon.
If I receive any more magic power than this, Lian may collapse again.
After pulling back, I bury my face in the crook of his shoulders. I hug him tight. Lian stiffens in surprise.
As if he is asking why I suddenly canceled the ’Magic Force Transfer’.
“…A-Al…fred?”
“…Do you believe in star readings?” I can ask him this at least, right?
I can feel Lian trembling in my arms.
His breaths come out loud and jagged. Harsh.
“Star readings…”
“…In Fothel Village, I met someone who said that she can read the stars… She told me many things about the future.”
“I-I see…”
“She… didn’t exactly have any good things to say, though.”
Just things about eternal loneliness, and everything burnt to a crisp.
In fact, most of the words that came out of her mouth were utter nonsense.
Lian grabs my shirt with trembling hands.
A few deep breaths later, he throws his still trembling arms around me.
“It will be alright, Alfred. That… may just be one possible path. Your future isn’t fixed. If you want to change it, you can definitely do it with your own power,” says Lian. But he seems to be reassuring himself rather than me.
“…Change it?”
“That’s right. Change it.”
“That’s…”
“I’m sure it’s possible. Like I said, nothing is fixed.”
“…Is that so?”
“Yeah! What’s with you today? You’re not acting like yourself. Why are you worrying about the words of random passerby?”
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Nurturing the Hero to Avoid Death
Romantik"Please, I implore you to save the world." This is what a goddess in white says to me in a pure-white space. Such is the standard line that suggests the game is about to begin. Please say this stirring line to boys and girls with sparkling eyes! It'...
