"So, goodbye everyone, take good care of yourselves."
Wrapped in a scarf, the Hero revealed a soft smile, bidding farewell to the soldiers one by one.
Although her attire is warmer than before, no longer that light and floating style that almost ignores temperature differences, her allure has only increased.
Because she seemed a bit cold, the girl's appearance was no more divine and unapproachable, but more like the warm sun in winter, making people unconsciously want to draw near.
Meeting the Hero's smile, quite a few spirited young men blushed, mustering the courage to step out of the ranks and stand before the Hero, but before they could actually step forward, they were mercilessly pulled back by the iron grip of their comrades.
"Let go of me—"
"Stop dreaming!"
"Daring to defile the Holy Maiden, you should be executed!"
