The eyes scanned back and forth.
Aiven finally spotted that familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar figure!
Ah—
At a corner of the city wall.
A spirited and tall female knight, dressed in leather light armor, wielded an oversized giant sword taller than a person, turning herself into a sharp sword-blade storm, reducing approaching demons to minced meat.
Seeing that face that had appeared countless times in his dreams, Aiven's heart skipped a beat.
Thump!
"Six years..."
Since the night Black Stone Town fell, Aiven had waited six years for this moment!
Although time had left indelible marks on both of them, Anita had turned into a chic and beautiful woman with long brown hair, yet the pull of their bloodline made Aiven instantly certain of her identity.
Aiven wished he could take his sister away from this obviously dire situation in the "Pirate City," far from the wretched pirates.
