The magic cards I made are absolutely flawless!

This was a resounding victory.

They were already weary and fearful of the demons.

I suddenly received some exciting news today.

The Dark Saintess was miraculously rescued.

The Dark Saintess not only possesses eighth-tier combat power, but is also one of the top scientific researchers in the Holy Kingdom.

She is not only proficient in dark magic and poison magic, but also has an extraordinary understanding of magical engineering.

Having been in a prolonged slump, their morale soared, and today they surprisingly advanced triumphantly, repelling the demon race's assault force.

The assault force of over a hundred demons was completely routed.

Although they have a variety of high-level species, they are no match for the city-defending army with high morale and sufficient numbers.

Of course, the defending troops were not without casualties as well.

There will always be people who are unlucky.

That's why they celebrated even more lavishly, as a way to commemorate those who died in battle.

Since everyone has voluntarily thrown themselves into the battle against the demons, it might be their turn tomorrow.

But none of them seemed afraid of that day coming.

Not only them, but also some clerks and businessmen came to the tavern as usual, and the banquet was very grand.

In an inconspicuous corner of this bustling tavern, several young men and women sat on either side of a long table against the wall.

They were enjoying a lively and cheerful atmosphere while having a sumptuous dinner.

The last day in the film world is almost over.

Before they knew it, the Demon Realm Rescue Team had reached the point where it was time to part ways.

After leaving the Shadowlands, Morion and Clay will return to the port where they entered the Shadowlands.

That is, the territory of the southern countries in the present world.

Meanwhile, the trio of bullies from the capital and the cat teacher will return to Hevenlit Academy.

Clay surprisingly got along quite well with the group.

Aside from Dekan and Morion, everyone else felt that the Kree were too honest.

It's worth mentioning that Morion, unusually, showed no intention of causing any trouble.

Together with them, we enjoyed the peaceful and leisurely time after the mission was completed.

This made Dekan feel slightly uncomfortable.

Happy times always seem too short.

However, the atmosphere of this tavern might be a good setting for their parting.

Dekan sat on a bench against the wall, holding a holy gold coin, watching the lively banquet through its gleam.

Before arriving at the tavern.

They still had a lot of extra holy gold coins left over from their escape from the demon realm.

Unfortunately, the northern border is vast, plagued by war, and plagued by bad weather and difficult transportation.

Decan could not find anyone trustworthy to help him store or bury the sacred gold coins in a suitable place.

So, just as the world of shadows was about to end.

After the group unanimously agreed, they disguised themselves as traveling merchants and donated the remaining huge sum of holy gold coins to the city-state's military.

However, the military was taken aback by the squad's extravagant spending.

And seeing that they were willing to donate all their possessions.

The military firmly stated that they could not accept so many.

After some discussion, the two sides finally agreed to accept the donations only after Dekan agreed to leave behind a holy gold coin, due to the insistence of the military side.

after that.

The Beautiful Minds team was mistaken for philanthropists and inexplicably invited to this tavern for a victory celebration.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or fate.

Dekan felt surprisingly good listening to the townspeople singing enthusiastically about the "heroes who rescued the Dark Saintess".

When I went to the clothes, I learned the name and the name.

Let's just leave like this.

A relieved smile appeared on Dekan's lips.

"Huh...huh..."

The soft breathing made Dekan shift his gaze from the holy coin in his hand to his side.

If we were to name the person who worked the hardest during those ten days or so, it would be...

That must be Cornelia.

Because she was the only girl in the team.

Therefore, the task of taking care of and looking after the Dark Saintess was entrusted to her.

Sometimes she couldn't even get a good night's sleep.

Dekan gently placed the holy gold coin into Cornelia's hand, who was sitting beside him.

Cornelia, who had been smiling when she first arrived at the tavern, now rested her head on Dekan's shoulder and was snoring softly.

"She must be very tired, meow."

Standing on the table, the cat teacher gently extended its front paw and waved it in front of Cornelia's eyes.

"Ah."

Dekan became unexpectedly quieter, and his voice was much softer than usual.

It seemed he was too close to Cornelia and worried that his every move would wake her up.

"Hey Meow, are you going to confess something to her now that you're back in the real world, Meow?"

Teacher Cat also lowered his voice and asked with a mischievous grin.

At that moment, Morion also looked at Dekan as if he had triggered a radar.

Chloeux also looked over with some curiosity.

Dekan quietly shook his head:

"Same as usual." (Group 607784197)

"...I see, meow."

Teacher Cat sees through it but doesn't say anything.

Sometimes Dekan can be stubborn.

And he's incredibly stubborn.

Dekan simply didn't want the cat teacher to follow him and bother him.

Seemingly sensing several gazes focused on her, Cornelia let out a low groan, her brows furrowed slightly as she slowly opened her eyes.

What comes into view.

In the tavern, whether wounded or uninjured, meritorious or unsuccessful, all the survivors rejoiced at human courage.

Perhaps in the future, many of these people will also be saved by the Dark Saintess.

This was Cornelia's first reaction while in a trance-like state.

Cornelia was awake, but she didn't immediately remove her head from Dekan's shoulder.

"...Thank you."

She uttered this softly, as if half asleep and half awake.

"What are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you for working so hard to fight your way from the first floor to the ninth floor and rescue the Dark Saintess."

"...It's just a mission."

Dekan spoke very coldly.

"Humph."

Cornelia smiled and sat up straight.

Actually, we got here all the way.

In their daze, they actually found it hard to distinguish between the shadow world and the real world.

Even if this is a projection of history.

Is it really fake?

At least their journey was incredibly real, every single moment.

And in the history of this world, there must have been some people who risked their lives to save the Saintess of Darkness.

There was a moment of silence between them.

It was not an unpleasant silence.

They both believed they understood each other's thoughts.

"Now I understand. The reason why the Dark Saintess, an eighth-tier being, is described in the Shadow World's lore as someone who can influence the course of a battle is because she can significantly advance the Holy Kingdom's magical engineering and technology. No wonder..."

Morion had only heard about the Dark Saintess today, and couldn't help but sigh.

Judging from his expression, he seemed to have a hint of regret.

It seems like letting go of such an excellent employee as the Dark Saintess was a huge loss.

Unfortunately, this is the world of shadows.