Flags burn, people mourn, blood flows, death spreads. Familiar scenes replay in a strange world. To stop it all, to raise the flag of belief in their hearts, Sean embarks on a different path with memories not belonging to this world. Everything is done to let the wings in their heart soar once again in this world.
Cecilia sat at a window-side table, appearing somewhat bored. She propped her chin on her hand, gazing outside with her legs swinging in the air. However, her eyes seemed unfocused, indicating that the scenery outside didn't really register in her mind. It was unclear what she was thinking.
Alfred had secured a room at the Warm Breeze Inn as per Sean's instructions before he left, with a clear directive to protect Cecilia. Although Seroda Village wasn't particularly dangerous, Sean wasn't entirely at ease, and Alfred, who viewed Cecilia as his own daughter, had no objections to this proposal.
Over the past few days, Alfred noticed that Cecilia only showed minimal activity apart from eating and sleeping. Most of the time, she remained seated by the window, lost in a vacant state, seemingly ignoring any attempts to engage her. Alfred understood that Cecilia had heard the calls but simply couldn't be bothered to respond.