After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

As the smoke cleared, only Paul remained on the empty battlefield.

There was no cheering after the victory. Paul looked up at the sky, where the crescent moon hung like a knife in the silent night.

Goodbye, and best of luck to you all in the future.

The temporary binding card is an item that can only be obtained during the internship period. The dragons don't know if they will be punished afterward. After all, they used a loophole to forcibly save Paul's life, which also laid the foundation for defeating the cursed incarnation.

goddess……

Having witnessed the vastness of the universe and the abundance of the stars, the dragons realized that the world they inhabited truly resembled an ancient cradle…

Seniors, and your host, I beg you, please continue leading these beings on this journey.

The dragon left its mark on Paul's soul, and once again turned into a glimmer of light, returning to the stars.

Inside Oswald's body, a system busy filling his body with a gelatinous material sensed the dragon's departure.

Next time, we can recommend it to that gentleman's lecture... The system has already figured out how to reward the dragon. Those who come after that gentleman are all promising candidates for transmigration.

Dragon, just pick from among the young people. Each one you choose is silent, but they are all ambitious and idealistic.

"Your Grace, how is it?"

After the battle, Paul walked over and looked worriedly at Oswald, who was still unconscious in Eleanor's arms.

Elena wiped the blood from Oswald's eye sockets, lifted the blanket, and showed Paul some strange substance that was constantly wriggling and filling the wound on Oswald's abdomen.

Before long, the substance mimicked the texture of skin, and it looked... well, it just looked like it had been restored to health.

Everyone knew that this meant the Duke's blindness was unlikely to be cured.

"Lieutenant, dispatch five hundred cavalry to escort us back to the Northern Territory." Elena knew that now was not the time for grief; she had to step forward and resolve the Duke's future troubles.

"The rest of you, continue to follow Division Commander Kate. If any emergencies occur, be sure to report them immediately."

The adjutant pounded his chest heavily. "Yes, sir!"

The group prepared to set off again in silence. Not far away, Medivh, who had come to observe the battle, led Thorne and, after confirming that the Blood-Clad Saintess had indeed been eliminated, walked towards them.

Upon seeing this, Eleanor, Jenny, and Paul immediately rushed forward, while Lisa, holding a staff, floated above the ranks. The cavalrymen raised their lances, and a chilling atmosphere instantly filled the air.

"Don't be nervous. The kingdom can no longer withstand our hostility."

Medivh raised his hand in greeting, lowered his eyes, and said only one sentence.

"On behalf of His Majesty, if Duke Oswald intends to share the prescription for treating the plague, please allow me to accompany you."

……

Thorne boarded the Northern Army's carriage in a daze, and he didn't realize what was happening until his buttocks were pressed against the soft cushions of the carriage.

The old man Medivh's reprimand lingered in his mind: If you want to see the world with your own eyes, if you want to defeat the Demon King as a hero, then go to the Northern Territory. If even they don't recognize you, what reason do you have to exist as a hero?

Once you get there, you must be honest and upright, observe more, think more, reflect on why you failed before, and think about how you should move forward in the future.

The carriage was large, and next to Thorne was the old gentleman Medivh, who was resting with his eyes closed. Thorne scratched his head somewhat awkwardly when the old gentleman began to snore softly. It turned out that the old gentleman was really tired.

Sitting opposite them was Elena, who was watching their every move.

The senior student held a pen and processed one document after another. Every now and then, scouts would arrive and deliver the latest intelligence to her.

Thorne panicked after Medivh fell asleep. What if his senior suddenly drew her sword and attacked?

To avoid such an outcome, Thorne rubbed his hands together and mustered his courage to ask, "Um... senior?"

"So, to survive, they're even calling out to their seniors?"

Without looking up, Elena responded indifferently, signed her name on the document, picked up another document, and began explaining the situation to this fool who was always being led by the nose.

"Whether you survive or not depends entirely on your own abilities. Even if I don't make a move, there's still Luna waiting for you in the Northern Territory."

Thorne: ...

"Moreover, you should have realized that after the Goddess's Curse broke out, there was no place for you in the royal city. You are now just a pawn, a pawn that all forces want to use to attack the opposing forces."

"Some will worship you as a savior, some will see you as a cursed ruler, some will use you to attack the monarchy, and others will prepare to build a new power for you."

"Once you've successfully proven that you can't break the curse, at least in the king's eyes, you're no different from a dead man."

Thorne felt a chill run down his spine. When he looked at Mr. Medivh again, he felt as if he were being tightly wrapped in an impenetrable net.

Meanwhile, in another carriage, Oswald awoke once again from his slumber.

Releasing the undead serpent nearly exhausted all the undead magic he had accumulated and stolen. Fortunately, after becoming an undead, his magic recovered very quickly.

(Unified...)

[Rest well, host. Don't say anything, really, don't say anything...]

When the host disconnected from it, the system was utterly powerless. After becoming a system, it rarely felt lost or confused, but in this case, it truly felt helpless.

(She took away my sight, didn't she?)

[Don't overthink it. We can still see the future. There are so many worlds. Even if this system breaks the rules, it will still find you a pair of eyes.]

Oswald, having received a definite answer, simply chuckled softly.

(Adventure is about losing some things to gain others. Don't put pressure on yourself. Nothing can be accomplished overnight, and we've already had a great start.)

The system fell silent. The host's optimism far exceeded its expectations. It finally understood what true courage and dauntlessness meant.

(Master, I really enjoyed our adventures. You don't need to treat me like such an important person as they do. You know that you're constantly going through my memories.)

(Perhaps I'm just a grain of sand in this era... In my childhood, there was an abandoned school next to my house. I often went there to explore, picking up discarded chalk, small boxes, and the like.)

(At the time, I didn't know what this meant. In fact, it meant that I had to go to school far away and that I would never be able to get rid of certain labels for the rest of my life.)

(As I grew up, leaving my hometown became a habit. Every year... every year around this time, I hear the TV say "our viewers"... Hehe, yes, every year I am an unknown viewer.)

(Watching the wheels of time roll ever forward, I find myself in them without a stop, and no one cares about what I see and think along the way—that was my life before…)

(So, thank you, Touko.)

"My lord, are you awake?"

Jenny, who was taking a nap, suddenly heard laughter. She quickly got up and went to Oswald.

"Okay, tell me what happened next."

As Oswald groped to sit up, unable to see anything around him, he had no idea that his simple actions had already brought tears to Jenny's eyes.

She held back her tears and, as naturally as possible, recounted to Oswald the entire process of defeating the Blood-Clad Saintess, as well as Medivh and the hero's journey to the Northern Territory with them.

"I see. So Lao Luo survived?"

Oswald shook his head and smiled bitterly. At the time, the system only told him that it might be possible to exploit a bug to make Lao Luo an aid in his victory over the Blood-Clad Saintess. Unexpectedly, Lao Luo turned out to be a blessing in disguise, getting rid of the poison and even improving his strength.

When night fell, the group stopped to rest.

Upon smelling the unique perfume on Elena, Oswald reached out his hand, which she gently took and placed on his face, hot tears streaming through his fingers.

"You've worked so hard, I always make you worry."

Eleanor sobbed and led him to sit down by the fire. "It's not hard, sir."

"Everyone, come over here and sit closer. I have something to say to you all." Oswald took out his pipe, which Eleanor took, put tobacco leaves in it, lit it, took a couple of puffs, coughed a few times, and then handed the pipe back to him.

Oswald took her hand and looked up to recognize the footsteps. "Mr. Medivh, please make yourself at home. As for the brave one, it's a good thing not to run away, but I don't need you to bow down and admit your mistakes to me. The people you've truly wronged are yourself and those who have suffered because of you."

"Your Grace..." Thorne tried to say something, but Oswald shook his head and stopped him.

The soldiers gathered around, and Oswald clearly felt warmer. He puffed on his pipe and exhaled thick smoke.

"These past few days, you have all learned more or less about the matter of time reversal, and you have also witnessed the curse cast by the goddess."

"Don't overcomplicate this. It's simply a matter of the world developing to the point where change is inevitable."

He appeared relaxed, seemingly unaffected by his blindness, and continued with a calm smile: "The goddess created four races, and before leaving the world, she bestowed upon each race different blessings and curses."

"However, after searching through history books, I discovered that there was a period of peace among the four races during the time when the goddess existed. Everyone lived together without distinction. It is said that the demons were greedy and arrogant, and after the goddess left, they took the initiative to start a war and destroyed the beautiful situation. But in terms of the severity of the crimes, I think everyone was actually the same."

"Because we all overlooked, or deliberately ignored, a problem... Dwarves love mining, so the goddess made them settle in the mountains; Elves love seclusion, so the goddess brought them to live in the warm forests."

"Then we humans obtained the most fertile land. But what about the demons? Who among you dares to say that the demons truly enjoy living in the cold, snowy plains? Not to mention the goddess's curse, which makes their children more prone to death!"

"If this were just a post-war division, that would be one thing, but all the books in our Northern Territory, even the legends, clearly record that the first great war between humans and demons took place in the Northern Territory!"

"Gentlemen," the Duke's voice echoed in the wind, and those listening all turned ashen-faced. "Have you ever considered who started this racial war that has spanned a thousand years?!"