The elder who cried out did not lower his voice.

At that moment, everyone around heard his address to Charlotte.

"Savior?" Is Lord Cain the legendary 'Savior'?!"

"Lady Lilith and Lord Haral called Him their teacher... could it be... could He truly be that one?!"

"Praise the 'Savior'! Lady Lilith! Lord Haral! Is this all true?"

"Is Lord Cain truly our 'Savior'?!"

"Our God... is He also truly existent?"

The surrounding warriors and subjects quickly became excited and agitated.

Lilith and Haral hesitated.

They couldn't help but glance at Charlotte and, after seeing she wasn't angry, they nodded at the crowd and said,

"It's true, 'Lord Cain' is our teacher. The meditation techniques we have taught you all also come from the knowledge our teacher imparted to us."

"Teacher... is the pioneer who gave us the key to transcendence!"

Upon hearing Lilith and Haral's words, the surrounding people immediately erupted with excitement.

"The Savior! It truly is the Savior!"

"Praise You! Great Savior! We have finally awaited Your advent!"

The people cheered out loud, each one more excited than the last. Some, overcome with emotion, even had tears in their eyes, ready to worship Charlotte right there.

The fervor of it all took Charlotte by surprise.

Lilith quickly noticed Charlotte's discomfort with the intense "enthusiasm" of the people and coughed lightly, kicking the still petrified Commander Badak hard. After he came to his senses, she signaled with her eyes for him to take control of the situation.

Commander Badak snapped to it, looking at Charlotte with eyes full of excitement and hesitation, as if he had much he wanted to say.

Of course... he still refrained in the end, copying Lilith's actions by snapping the equally excited warriors, who couldn't find their bearings, back to attention and maintaining order with them.

Taking this opportunity, Lilith also called out loudly to the people,

"Everyone, please calm down. This is the teacher's first visit to our City of Dawn. As followers of the 'Savior,' let's all show some restraint."

Having said that, she then took Charlotte's hand.

"Teacher, it's not very convenient to talk here. Please come with us to the tower."

Looking around at the increasing crowd, Charlotte nodded her head.

Although she had grown accustomed to being the focus, being suddenly surrounded by such a massive group of fervent "fans" caught her off guard and left her feeling somewhat unprepared.

And indeed, she had many questions that she needed to ask the two for answers.

Surrounded by the warriors, Charlotte entered the central tower of the City of Dawn with Lilith and Haral.

After entering the tower, things finally quieted down, Charlotte curiously looked at the tower that was both familiar and yet strange, unconsciously comparing it to the Royal Library from the afterlife.

"This is the Freedom Tower, although... we're still used to calling it the Central Tower. We conquered this place five years ago, wiped out the Tower Country, and expelled those Elf rulers from our lands. Now, it has become the Capital Mansion of our Free City State."

Lilith explained.

Upon hearing her, Charlotte slightly nodded her head.

The "revolution" that Lilith and Haral, leading humans and some of the Half-Elves that didn't accept Elf rule, had started—she had already heard about it many times from Badak on the way here. The reference version of this chapter is on *.

The two led Charlotte into the Tower Master's room of the tower.

Different from the Elf style decorations in other parts of the tower, the furnishings here were quite plain, with typical human-style decor.

Charlotte almost instantly recognized that the room was decorated in imitation of Lilith and Haral's home back in the North Mountain Tribe, with familiar furniture, familiar arrangements, and even down to the room that Charlotte once used replicated almost one-to-one.

She almost subconsciously sat down at the simple wooden table in the center of the room, in the very place she used to sit the first time she "crossed."

"Teacher, this is the fruit wine you used to enjoy most in the tribe. Haral has had it brewed every year, and today we finally get to see you drink it!"

Lilith took out the bone cup and liquor set, respectfully pouring it for Charlotte.

Then she sat down with Haral across from Charlotte, their eyes beaming with joy,

"When we received the legion's report and heard their description, we suspected it might be you, but it turned out it truly is you."

"Being able to meet you again really makes us so happy."

Looking at the joyful expressions on both, Charlotte's heart was also full of emotion.

Long-awaited reunions always bring happiness.

Although it was only in a "dream," although she still couldn't confirm if it was real or an illusion, a "second crossing," seeing Lilith and Haral again made Charlotte very happy too.

She looked at the two, who had changed drastically from her memories, and for the first time felt the power of time was so formidable.

Fourteen years had gone by in the blink of an eye between one "sleep" and one "wake."

While Charlotte hadn't changed much, for the two Mortals, too much had transpired.

The kids who once only followed behind Charlotte asking questions had now grown to lead their own forces.

The two who once were only as tall as Charlotte's chest had now grown to the point where even the shorter Lilith required Charlotte to stand on the tips of her toes to reach their shoulders.

As for their powers, they even approached Charlotte, both entering the Peak of the Blazing Sun.

Of course, there were some things that hadn't changed much.

For example, their unwavering admiration and closeness to Charlotte.

Another example is their contrasting personalities, one warm and one cold, just as before, if not more pronounced now.

But on the whole, Charlotte still felt the force of time.

The children of the past had truly grown up.

"You guys... really have changed a lot,"

Charlotte couldn't help but exclaim as she looked at the two in front of her.

"You, on the other hand, don't seem to have changed at all. Still so young, still so beautiful,"

Lilith said.

"Me? I wish I could grow a bit taller, this body is so small and youthful, no matter where I go, I'm always treated like a child,"

Charlotte complained half-jokingly, half-seriously, as she touched her own shoulder.

Charlotte was referring to her height.

However, upon hearing this, Lilith's gaze couldn't help but fall on Charlotte's chest.

This time, Charlotte was wearing an elf-style Mithril soft skirt armor that paid great attention to appearance, the delicate and form-fitting skirt armor was very figure-hugging.

Looking at Charlotte's chest that still had some curves, and then looking down at her own flat board that could serve as a racetrack, Lilith fell into a deep silence.

Yes, time can change many stories.

But many sad accidents cannot change with time.

Charlotte, of course, noticed Lilith's expression.

She looked down at herself, then at the other, and suddenly realized something, her mood turning strange and complex.

Thinking it over, she sighed, stood up, and patted the other on the shoulder:

"Don't lose heart, Lilith, you're only twenty years old, your body still has room to develop."

Lilith: …

Seeing that she had almost conversed someone to death with just a few words, Charlotte hastily changed the subject:

"Uh, let's change the subject. I'm really happy to see you again, but… I want to know, what has happened over these years? What about Halfdan and Tamia? How are they?"

However, this time, the atmosphere became even more silent.

Charlotte immediately knew she had hit a sore spot, and not just with Lilith – even Haral seemed to have stepped on a landmine, the pressure in the air around both of them was almost suffocating.

Her heart skipped a beat as she almost subconsciously realized that something unfortunate might have happened to Mr. and Mrs. Halfdan, and thinking of what Commander Badak had mentioned earlier about the North Mountain Tribe having perished many years ago, she had a bad hunch.

And just as Charlotte was hesitating whether to ask, Lilith spoke up.

She sighed and said:

"My father and mother... have been dead for many years."

Dead... for many years?

Although Charlotte had already had a guess in her heart, hearing it from Lilith still made her feel a bit sad.

She had only known Mr. and Mrs. Halfdan for a little over half a month.

But she liked the warm and simple couple and hadn't expected that in her second crossing, they would be gone.

Charlotte still clearly remembered the first time she met Halfdan.

She had crossed during a snowstorm and didn't know how long she had been unconscious; if she hadn't met him then, she might have died in the storm.

That would have been truly embarrassing – the noble Count of the Northern Land, the master of the Blood Holy Scripture, the titular Bloodline True Ancestor, frozen to death in a blizzard. That would have been quite off-script.

Therefore, Charlotte had always been very grateful to Halfdan, the Gale Hunter she met during her "first crossing."

"What exactly happened? I heard that the North Mountain Tribe was also destroyed many years ago, is it related to that?"

Charlotte couldn't help but ask.

"You... already found out?"

Lilith asked.

"I heard some news from Commander Badak on my way here, but he didn't know much. I've only recently awoken from my slumber, completely unaware of what has happened over these fourteen years,"

Charlotte said.

After hearing Charlotte's words, both of them had an 'I thought so' look on their faces.

"So that's how it is, your 'unannounced departure' was indeed due to falling into a deep sleep..."

Lilith murmured.

After saying this, she took a deep breath and began reminiscing:

"It's a long story... it all starts with the day you disappeared..."

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The previous chapter mentioned Giant Mountain Tribe, which has been corrected to North Mountain Tribe.