Floating high above the sky, with two brilliantly shining moons as his backdrop, the middle-aged man couldn't help but smile as he watched Leon gradually fade from view.
"With this, he should be able to avoid future regrets, right?" He murmured softly to himself.
At that moment, a delicate and soothing woman's voice echoed in his mind.
"Don't you think you've helped him too much? Your actions could cause his fate to veer off course into something completely unpredictable. If that happens, won't the plan you've meticulously built over thousands of years fall apart?"
Her voice was gentle, but the helplessness woven into her words was unmistakable.
Hearing the woman's concern resonate in his mind, the middle-aged man smiled faintly and shifted his gaze to the two moons, Miranda and Sylvia.
