Cassandra lay down beside him and said, "Perhaps it's because all the burdens on your shoulders have been lifted, my love..."
"Huh... All the burdens... Is that so?" Atlas murmured.
There were no words to describe how right Cassandra was.
Atlas couldn't even remember the last time he had felt this relaxed. In his previous life, he had never left the battlefield for over twenty years and had even died on the battlefield, but in this life, everything had ended in just a few years.
He could see the Sages around him, watch his sister joking around with Talon himself, and even feel the eyes of the gods and goddesses fully upon him.
Every single one of the highest-ranking demons was dead. Lucifer had wiped out every last one of them, and everything had returned to normal.
Even if Atlas didn't know it, his way of thinking, his actions, and his expressions of reality would spread to the countries of the world one by one, and indeed, had already begun to spread.
