Prayer Under the Night Sky

Link did not continue to speak. He offered no condemnation, no interrogation.

For him, the anger and confusion had long since been replaced by forbearance and helplessness, turning into a sense of calmness.

If fervor could not accomplish anything, then there was no need to persist. Doing so would only deepen his realization of his own insignificance and powerlessness.

He paid no attention to Villette, who was still engulfed in silence, nor did he intend to disturb her thoughts.

After all, she was merely a succubus, and he was merely stating this fact without intending to change anything.

What could possibly change by voicing it, when their worldviews and values were so different?

He simply left the message, "Dinner's on the table. Don't go wandering off," before he left.

It was already afternoon, and if Link did not hurry back, he wouldn’t be able to finish tidying up his home today.