All the villagers welcomed the three of them, even if they must say they were all very friendly.
After spending enough time, the three returned to the inn; as usual, Gloria would sweep the inn's grounds every day in the late afternoon.
"You guys get along so well."
"I see; we decided to be at the same party."
"Eh?" Lancelot looked surprised by Freya's statement, but Freya nodded in agreement.
"Be careful; Lancelot is not very trustworthy," said Satan.
"I am a man who can be trusted."
Since then, they had been adventuring together, exploring dungeons and also getting involved with that thing called a love triangle. But that life can be called a learning process for one to mature.
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Five years later, under a starry night. Satan and Lancelot extended their hands towards Freya to propose to her. Unlike before, she could not choose either or both; Freya had to decide.