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"It's really beautiful!"
"Just average."
"Himmel, mine is also very handsome!"
"Why aren't you praising mine!"
"You did great."
Inside the Artisan's house, light shone in through the window.
The few people were laughing and playing, but suddenly quieted down.
"Himmel," Frieren gently stroked the newly finished statue, looking at Himmel and asking in confusion.
"Why do you often ask people to make statues of us?"
"Well," Himmel smiled faintly.
"Because I hope everyone can remember us."
"After all, we don't have as long a lifespan as you."
"So that's it."
Frieren gently nodded her head.
"But of course, there's another important reason, which is to record my peerless face!"
Seeing Frieren's lack of interest.
Himmel lifted his flowing blue bangs, revealing his handsome face, and said boastfully.
"It's time to go back to the inn, right?"
Frieren looked at this scene, a bored expression on her face, and turned to leave.
"Tap~"
"Da-na tap"
Frieren's eyes were downcast, her footsteps slightly disordered.
She didn't know why she had a strange feeling in her heart.
She didn't know why her heartbeat always became irregular every time she saw Himmel like this, and she herself just wanted to leave quickly.
"Frieren," Himmel spoke softly, his tone so gentle.
"Tap."
The sound of footsteps stopped.
Frieren stopped in response, she didn't turn back, but her attention had already shifted behind her.
"There is actually only one most important reason, Frieren."
Himmel smiled.
"So that you won't be lonely in the future without us."
Lonely...
Frieren pondered the meaning of these two words.
"Our existence is not a fairy tale, nor some legendary character, but people who truly existed..."
"Frieren."
...
The Liberation Festival was held around the tall statues of the Hero's party.
People decorated the statues with flowers, and placing flower wreaths on the statues of each member of the Hero's party was the best way for people to express their respect.
In the widely circulated legends, it has always been praised that this was a Hero's party that loved flowers.
The gentle Hero, the powerful Mage, the firm warrior, and the benevolent monk.
They had one thing in common: each of them was as beautiful and kind as a flower.
Free delicious food, and the bustling sounds of the lively crowd surrounded everyone.
"It's really lively."
Fern exclaimed.
She rarely saw such a grand scene.
More often, the people around Fern were sparse.
Fern didn't like crowds because they were always noisy.
But Fern suddenly changed her mind; perhaps she just didn't like ordinary liveliness.
She particularly liked the liveliness in this kind of festive atmosphere.
"Yeah, there are so many people~"
Stark looked around, feeling a bit lost.
Flowers, fine wine, free food, and small gifts...
Everything seemed like a beautiful place like the Garden of Eden.
"It's very lively, isn't it?"
The goatee-bearded traveling merchant stroked his beard and laughed heartily.
"Every year, we sing praises of the great achievements of Himmel the Hero and his party."
"It's been decades since I can remember."
"It's truly a long-standing festival."
Yulian said faintly.
Unlike Frieren, although Yulian's concept of time was influenced by the Demon, because his soul was human, Yulian still knew the meaning of several decades for humans.
That was almost the growth and reproduction of several generations...
"Will it last for a hundred years?"
Frieren looked at the statue, returning from her daze, and spoke faintly.
But it was also the first time she showed a hint of interest.
"A hundred years, huh..."
The goatee-bearded traveling merchant stammered a bit.
One could only say, as expected of an elf? She just says 'a hundred years' the moment she opens her mouth.
"It should, as long as this town still exists."
"What about a thousand years?"
Frieren continued to ask.
"A thousand years, hehe..."
The goatee-bearded traveling merchant smiled and didn't answer, his gaze quietly fixed on the statue of the Hero's party.
A thousand years, huh...
The great achievements of the Hero and his party were already almost forgotten after only a few decades, and could only be remembered through festivals.
Will anyone remember a thousand years from now that there was once a flower-loving party that resolutely embarked on a journey to defeat the Demon King and returned victorious?
He didn't know, and it was impossible for him to know.
"Come back and take a look a thousand years from now."
Yulian smiled and teased Frieren a bit.
"But you might just be a smelly old hag by then~"
"Mr. Yulian!"
Fern felt a bit helpless hearing Yulian tease Frieren.
"How did you learn that from a certain rude red-haired brat?"
Frieren raised her face speechlessly and met Yulian's gaze.
"After all, a thousand years from now, even for an elf, you would be considered long-lived, right?"
Yulian sighed with emotion, gently reaching out a hand wanting to pat Frieren's head.
"That's true."
Frieren dodged Yulian's hand and came to Himmel's statue, quietly gazing at Himmel.
Then let me see if you are still here a thousand years from now.
Let me also see the meaning of that short ten-year journey, whether that short ten-year journey is truly, as you said, your brief but long life.
Himmel's statue was clearly illuminated by the light.
His slightly raised lips carried a gentle smile.
On his cheek, the beauty mark under his flowing bangs made the entire statue appear even more lifelike.
Especially his eyes, what a pair of eyes filled with deep affection!
Even after decades, one could still feel his deep and absolute gentle aura from the statue!
Frieren, I'm always here.
Himmel's statue smiled faintly, as if responding to Frieren.
"It's a pity Master hasn't left home for a long time."
"Otherwise, if he knew how happy the people in the places he once fought for still remember him would be."
Stark gazed at Eisen's statue in a daze, feeling a bit regretful.
"So, Stark, now that you're embarking on the Hero's party's journey again..."
"You can completely write down what you see and hear, and tell Eisen all about it when you go back."
Yulian said with a smile.
Seeing Stark become excited, he himself felt complicated.
If he remembered correctly, back then, after the main force he and Schlacht personally led out was largely wiped out by the Hero of the South, an unknown Greater Demon should have been in charge of ruling this area.
Also, because it hadn't been enlightened by Yulian, that Greater Demon indeed committed many evil deeds.
Therefore, unlike other areas they passed through before, the reputation of the Demon here was extremely bad, while the Hero and his party were absolutely righteous existences.
If a real fight breaks out in the future, it might be difficult to manage here...
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