He recalled the days of fighting for Erune in the game, many friends, many like-minded companions, many oaths. Although everything dispersed in the end, at least he never regretted it despite the countless times he reminisced.
Those were the memories belonging to Erune.
Memories that captivated his soul, haunting him for a long time.
The girl remained silent beside him.
"Frey."
"Hm?"
"You must love them very much, right?"
"Yes." The girl replied, "After my father passed away, Aunt Sier took care of me all along. They are proud of me."
"But just as much as I love them, more than anything else."
"But I am curious, why did the heavens choose you?" Brand said.
"Hm?"
"Frey, have you ever thought about it? If one day you become the Guardian God of this land?"