Bella, Stella, and Cindy.

—

Finally able to hear their whimpering cries of anguish and torture as their souls turned into cursed specters, Richard took a deep, bitter breath. He questioned whether it was worth sacrificing these three girls for a group of student sorceresses who lacked the decency to refrain from speaking behind his back.

Moreover, thinking back to his impulsiveness in seeking justice for Radovid's wrongdoing—just to satisfy his own sense of doing a kind deed, which ultimately doomed thousands of Tretogor women and children—left him spinning in anguish confusion, wondering if his actions at that time were indeed right.

Fleeing like a coward and not helping them, which resulted in the destruction of the entire town as if he were a psychopath entering a grand stage of killing and leveling up, disregarded his modern people's psyche, simply because it was logical or fun to see the new world full of possibilities, which no longer made him bored in front of the computer.

Immediately charged at Radovid with his sword, without caring for the children, motivated solely by his own satisfaction in killing a bad guy, which may have led to the death of one of the future Heralds, Margarita, and created a scenario where more bloodshed would affect these kids.

Returning to claim Radovid's head without considering the safety of the caravan and seeking information about Ciri's whereabouts, which ultimately hindered his other form of Sun Breathing enlightenment, from battling ice elementals and from subsequent powering up until he was able to activate his flaming mark, with the additional outcome of certain death to the holder of Elder Blood from White Frost.

Possibilities after possibilities kept popping up inside his head, Richard then saw these kids transform into three beautiful girls before his eyes after unknowingly spreading his evolved Sun Breathing to them.

"Saviors! Thank you, saviors! Bella is very grateful; it doesn't hurt anymore!"

Feeling the soft, gentle ethereal translucence that touched his chest, he then heard them continue talking.

"T-that's right, mister. It feels warm and cozy here. C-can I hug you?"

Extending his hands to receive them, Richard smiled gently and said, "Sure."

"Ahh… It's very comfortable… Thanks, common plebs or whoever you are."

"Cindy! That's not how you talk to saviors! Apologize now!"

"Okay, okay. Sorry. Now satisfied?"

"Saviors?! Do you accept Cindy's apology?"

Chuckling and shaking his head, since it didn't matter to him being called by any name as long as their hearts were sincere, Richard replied, "I accept the apology of the young lady."

"See?"

"Yes, yes! Saviors do not take this to heart, so it doesn't matter! But when you meet with the others, you must not do that!"

Curious about how they felt about his Sun before being ferried away to a distant land, Richard asked, "May I know, did any of you feel pain?"

"N-no, mister. T-the cold is gone. T-the cold doesn't hurt me anymore. M-mister, what did you do? I thought we were dead?"

"Of course, we are dead, silly Stella! Didn't you remember? Saviors are the ones who buried us!"

"Hmm, so it's you. I see, I see. So then, thanks, peasant. You saved my friend and family from that bastard."

"Y-yes. Thank you, mister. I-if not for you, Nemsy, my sister would be dead."

"Hahahaha! Of course! It's the saviors we are talking about! I accidentally saw him use the Sun to fight that demon! So saving Nemsy was just a piece of cake!"

Looking at the three of them, who kept talking and whose figures were becoming translucent, Richard then asked, "Say, girls. Do you want to see my pets, Huginn and Muninn? They are intelligent crows, and I'm sure you'll like them."

"Then, bring me to these pets of yours, peasant."

"I-I want to see them. B-before we're gone."

"Wait, Saviors! You need to help this eleven lady in the city! Her name is Ember! She's the one who sacrificed herself to stop Radovid from torturing us anymore…"

Smiling at each of them, Richard simply said, "Sure," before leading them to where the person in question was located.

—

[Three minutes later.]

Looking at the girl tied to the bed with all kinds of toys sticking inside her body, from bliss to despair, that tore apart some of her flesh, Richard focused his gaze at Ember's missing wrist, exactly the same as the scene he had caused with Radovid when he first appeared in this world.

Giving her vitality instantly upon entering the room with Moiraine weaving the healing, he next heard Ember's saintly concern that made him ashamed of himself for ever questioning his right and wrong decisions when he himself had never received the same treatment.

"Ah, are you girls alright? Did Radovid torture you again? I still have my legs left if he is unsatisfied."

"Yes, sister Ember! We are alright!"

"Not a big deal, not a big deal."

"I-it's thanks to Mister that we are free."

"Then I am relieved. Take care of yourself in the next life, okay? Don't let another bad guy catch you."

"Heheheh, we will, sister!"

"Of course, duh."

"A-absolutely."

"Okay, girls. Hug me now, I will show you my pets Huginn and Muninn before you go."

Hearing their "Yay" response and feeling all of them already hugging him and touching his body, Richard then picked up the saintly elven lady gently into a princess carry before allowing himself to be dragged by his Sa'angreal.

Looking at the two flowing orbs, Richard pointed out, "See that? That's Huginn and Muninn. They will be your friends until you three are able to learn to walk and talk again."

"They are beautiful…"

Seeing them finally turn into glittering dust after holding on for a long time just to see Ember, their saint, safe and sound, and heeding his last wish for them to see, Richard sat down on the ground while still hugging the elven lady.

Opening up his watch and starting to create a program for them to be reincarnated on this island, he tapped the Aon programming language nonstop, even using his flaming mark to boost his mind. With visible shivers throughout his body, he then heard a sentence from his friends that educated him in this world full of experiences.

"Friend, evil is evil. One bigger, one inferior. They are the same evil. Pick one, and you regret not picking the other. Choices and possibilities are in front of our eyes, yet it can only be taken once. Welcome it, friend, however broken it is, however messed up it is."

Finally able to feel calm and peaceful after his head had been spinning in confusion, Richard looked at Moiraine with a gentle smile and said, "You are right. Thanks, Moiraine."

—