Goodluck, Dark Prince, Don’t Make Us Wait Too Long

William looked at the clear blue skies, as he laid down on the grass with tears blurring his vision. 

These were not tears of frustration, but instead, tears of acceptance. 

He and his three beautiful subordinates had fought valiantly, knowing that there was no chance of winning. The enemy was simply too strong, and the four of them couldn't change the fate of the world that was engulfed by the flames of Destruction.

The black-haired teenager allowed his tears to fall because it was part of the healing process. Boreas' trial was about settling the regrets that a person had faced in his lifetime. If he was unable to realize what they were and face them head-on, they would be trapped in an Infinite Loop until they drew their last breath.

Now he understood why only a single person was able to return to the Elven Lands after passing Boreas' trial. That person didn't even dare to challenge Hyperborea because what could a single person possibly do by himself?