QTMWSFC Chapter 55.2

“Damn, damn, damn it!” The demon seethed, rolling and churning. It transformed into the shape of a giant whip and lashed out at them.

Lant met the attack head-on. A sharp flash of sword light, and the transformed whip was severed in mid-air.

Freya followed up immediately, casting a finishing blow.

This Otherworld Demon had just broken through the seal and was at its weakest. Against the perfectly coordinated teamwork of Lant and Freya, it found itself at a disadvantage.

Lant’s sword moved so fast it left only afterimages. Every flash of white light sliced off a piece of the demon’s main body.

And that wasn’t all. Freya followed up every strike immediately, leaving the Otherworld Demon no chance to fight back.

“Freya!” After casting a high-level spell, Lant nodded to Freya behind him.

Freya seized the moment and poured all her strength into casting the seal.

The demon could not believe it. It had spent two thousand years conserving energy and biding its time, only to be defeated so quickly! It began to desperately absorb negative energy from the continent, growing stronger as fast as possible, determined to drag the enemies down with it!

“Heh…” Lant did not give it that chance. Countless orbs of light fell from the sky, interrupting its casting.

Freya’s seal grew stronger and stronger, emitting a blinding light that seemed to dispel all darkness in the world.

“Lant! Now!” Freya shouted with all her might.

Lant’s black-clad figure moved so fast that only a blur remained.

Wave after wave of additional light orbs struck with the force of thunder, shaking the entire Solnak Plains, causing the demon to tremble and howl in pain.

The demon-subduing Holy Sword resonated with the Holy Staff, producing a trembling hum as both emitted their most brilliant light together.

A dazzling white light swallowed the entire plain and lingered for a long time before finally fading, the demon completely purified and sealed.

The sky was already starting to lighten. A red sun slowly rose above the horizon, symbolizing the arrival of a new day.

“How… wonderful…” Freya looked at the pale blue sky and breathed the once-again fresh air, a faint smile on her lips.

But she had used too much magic. She stumbled and fell from mid-air.

Lant leaped forward to catch her, holding her in his arms. “Freya, you’ve worked hard.”

Freya struggled slightly in his embrace, then stood up and looked toward the ruins of the Serorida Royal Palace.

“Freya…” Lant stood beside her, looking ahead.

Although they acted as quickly as possible, both Serorida and Alterg had already become complete ruines.

Over the past two years, the people had been forced to move to more livable places. The once most prosperous regions now lay in ruin.

Even though Freya did not have pleasant memories in this place, it was still her homeland. Seeing it in such a state, Lant’s heart ached for her.

“Lant, the mission is complete. Let’s go home!” Freya took a deep breath, turned to look at Lant, and took his hand. “Lita and the others are still waiting for us to come back!”

Lant looked down into her eyes. A thousand words condensed into a single word: “Yes.”

Hand in hand, they turned and headed towards the southernmost village.

That was where home truly was!

Beneath the ruins of Serorida, a young boy who had witnessed everything stared at their departing backs with shock, gratitude, and longing. A seed of determination to revive this land quietly took root in his heart.

Whether decades or centuries from now, he would devote his entire life to restoring the prosperity of this place and tell future generations that it was the Hero and the Saintess who saved the continent and the world here!

…

When the two returned to the small village, before they even reached the entrance, they saw a group of people sitting under the big tree at the village gate, eagerly waiting.

Everyone was waiting for them to come back!

Lita ran to meet them and checked Freya over thoroughly. “Are you hurt? Let me see!”

Kemi asked with concern, “There won’t be any more Otherworld Demons after this, right?”

Lant shook his head firmly. “No.”

Tila let out a long sigh of relief and patted her chest. “That’s good. The sky has been black and red lately. It was terrifying!”

Yuna seemed to have thought of something and said quietly, “So, when are you two going to have the wedding?”

Lant blushed at her abrupt change of topic and scratched his head awkwardly. “I’ll do whatever Freya wants.”

Freya’s face flushed with embarrassment. She punched him lightly. “Have some backbone! Why do you listen to me about everything?”

Lita laughed heartily. “Well, he used to be your knight, so he’s used to obeying you!”

Everyone laughed with gossiping expressions.

…

The wedding was finally held at a small church not far from the village. The warm-hearted villagers all came to offer their blessings.

Lita busied herself dressing and grooming Freya, her happiness overflowing.

“Tsk, tsk, now this is what I call care. Look at this wedding dress, it’s completely different from before.”

Freya looked down and touched the delicate and comfortable wedding dress on her body, unable to suppress a blissful smile.

“All right, all right, stop smiling. Control yourself. I need to put your lipstick on!” Lita leaned close to Freya to apply the final touch.

Freya tried hard to control her expression and cooperate with Lita.

When the celebratory music began, and with Lita’s support she walked step by step toward the man whose gaze was so tender and deep, Freya’s eyes grew moist.

For some reason, she felt as though she had been waiting for this day for a very, very long time.

“May the couple exchange rings.”

“Once the ring is on your finger, you belong to me!”

They looked at each other in unison and said silently in their hearts.

“The groom may now kiss the bride!”

Amid the cheering and clamor of the crowd, Lant stepped forward, wrapped his arm around Freya’s waist, pulled her close, and pressed a kiss on her lips.

Freya smiled and responded to his kiss. A single, glistening tear of happiness fell from the corner of her eye.

A few days later, at the village gate.

Lant was still dressed in black, and Freya wore her azure flame outfit. They held the reins of the black horse Light and the white horse Snow, ready to depart.

“Freya, do you really have to go?” Lita hugged her tightly, clearly reluctant to let her go.

“Yes! It’s okay. I’ll write to you. And you can come visit Lant and me too!”

Lita pouted. “Forget it. You two are newlyweds. We single people won’t bother you. Be careful on your travel!”

“I will.” Freya nodded happily, then looked at Lant. “Besides, Lant will protect me!”

“Ugh, go on, go on! You two get going! You reek of the smell of love!” Lita pinched her nose jokingly and shooed them off.

“Then we’re leaving!”

The two mounted their horses, waved to their companions, and galloped into the distance.

Bathed in the morning light, Freya’s face shone with happiness. “Lant, I want to see the sea, the grasslands, the flower fields, the snowy mountains, and so many more beautiful sights!”

“All right. I will take you there. We have a lot of time ahead of us,” Lant said, a faint smile appearing on his face.

“Yes! I want to stay with you forever! See all the beauty the world has to offer! And then have a little baby of our own! A happy, healthy, joyful family!” Freya looked at Lant, her eyes sparkling with hope and anticipation for the future.

Lant covered his face and gave a light cough. “I’ll do whatever you say.”

Freya saw the unnatural reddening of his ears, put her hands on her hips, and muttered, “Lant! There you go again! Have some backbone!”

Lant gazed tenderly into her eyes. “I also want to stay with you forever, see all the world’s beautiful scenery, and have a happy family.”

“Mm!” Freya broke into a brilliant smile and nodded emphatically.

In the soft light of dawn, two figures, one in black and one in white, bathed in golden rays, rode their horses forward, racing towards a bright and beautiful future.