"So... Baron Valas and Hans have left..."
Dusk had fallen, and Marvin, accompanied by Yuniya, returned to Tara Town from the hillside manor, relating to Ailan the events that had transpired within the estate.
Hearing of Baron Valas and Bishop Hans' death, Ailan's gaze carried a hint of sorrow, and she did not say much, only walking out to the courtyard, standing still and silent.
For deities, eternal as life itself, partings and death are inevitable experiences; even Hans, who had received the divine grace, was still human in body and bound to depart sooner or later.
"I didn't expect this day to come so soon."
Ailan looked up at the bright moon, sighing deeply, "With Hans gone, I have lost my most faithful believer... Father Marvin, please elucidate truth for me, I have many questions to ask you."
"Okay."
Marvin sat down on a square piece of stone, lit a bonfire, and began to explain the meaning of truth to Ailan.
