She had no way to save half the living beings in the Capital.
The Hero had once, with the help of an Ancient Hero, enslaved forbidden-level Magic Power, and because of this, she could more clearly feel her own insignificance now.
"So, I mustn't act on impulse, I must focus on what I can do—"
Taking advantage of a gap left by a group of Winged People, she leapt high once more, the wind like a loyal guardian, wrapping her figure, silently sending her towards the center of the ancient city.
The ancient Central Temple had already appeared at the edge of her vision, standing out with unusual tidiness in the chaos of the city, unaffected by the displacement disturbance.
With her destination in sight, the Hero suddenly halted her steps.
The discomfort of having pepper cake served was even more intense, like an excess of pepper directly poured into her mouth, a sharp pain surged through her mind, making her halt abruptly like a brake stop.
'Discovered!?'
