It was in the middle of September when Celestia had finally returned home, to the Sunken Metropolis. As expected, her and Zeke’s long disappearance had caused a lot of worry in their entourage, but they were left with no answers for a long time. The only people who knew a little bit about the matter were Sulong, Jeremy, and Jack, who refused to answer anything, even when Edward personally came. The trip back to the Nezulian Republic was, at least, comfortable for Celestia. She was escorted by the Witch of Destruction all the way to the border, and from then on, she travelled on foot until the nearest big settlement. “What’s wrong, sweety?” In the fancy manor in which the Black household lived, Celestia’s father softly smiled and asked his absentminded daughter. “A-ah… nothing.” Unlike her usual rebellious and defiant attitude, Celestia was, for most of the time, in a daze and responded with perfunctory answers. “I didn’t believe them when they said you went and got yourself kil
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