A few days later.
Alliance, a random farm.
An old man was dressed in farmer clothing and was farming in the sun. He waved his hoe and each time it landed, it would accurately split the soil.
It was lunch time.
The farmers all packed up and when they passed the old man, they would greet him.
They didn't know who this old man was. He just returned half a year ago and said that he grew up here. Then, he went to the city. Now that he was old, he returned to his old home and wanted to spend his last years.
Everyone understood it.
He came home.
The old man lifted his head and looked into the distance calmly. His expression was one of worry. His gaze looked like it could see through one's heart and it didn't look like a gaze that a normal old man could have.
Suddenly, there was a breeze.
A person appeared behind him and just stood there quietly.
