He seemed to have already guessed what Roger intended to say.
"I will leave Everworld."
"Then I'll try to live as an ordinary person, live well, just as he wished."
"Me and her."
After speaking, she glanced at Roger and slowly walked down the mountain amidst the wind and snow.
Behind her, Ice Butterflies danced in the air, and Kensumi seemed trapped in a dream he would never awaken from.
Sword Master Cold Crow didn't stop Yuuki Nao from leaving. To him, be it Yuuki Nao or Kensumi, they were merely pieces in the grand scheme of his plan.
Now Kensumi was dead, Meiryu was dead, and his consciousness had been severely damaged, leaving behind only the avatar—the Black Moon.
"You failed."
Roger stared at the phantom formed by Sword Master Cold Crow.
The old man's face showed no sign of dejection from failure. Instead, he smiled calmly, "I underestimated you, and I underestimated him as well."
"Right now, you're just a sword."
"Will you continue?"
