EPILOGUE
“Oof... Seems like it’s finally over.” Having confirmed that the tremors had subsided, Yuuto let out a sigh of relief. The earthquake had been absurdly powerful. He had felt a rush of panic, not able to shake the feeling that he had been too late to save the people of Yggdrasil... But for now, the continent had yet to sink into the ocean.
“Felicia, are you okay?”
“I-I’m more concerned about you, Big Brother! Is your back all right?!”
Felicia let out a cry of alarm as she lay beneath Yuuto. The moment the earthquake had happened, Yuuto had reflexively jumped on top of her. Immediately after, the tent had collapsed, and currently, the pair were trapped beneath it.
“Heh, well, it hurts a little, but I’m fine. It’s not all that heavy anyway,” Yuuto said with a forced chuckle. The truth was that it hurt a lot more than he let on, but, well, he was a man, so he certainly wasn’t going to show any weakness in front of her.
“My apologies. It’s my job to protect you, Big Brother.”
“Don’t worry about it, it was my choice to do it.”
“Oh, for the love of... Do take better care of yourself. But thank you. While the order of things here is rather improper, being protected by the man I love did make my heart flutter.”
“Yeah, well, you’re the one always protecting me. It’s really not so bad to be the one protecting you for a change,” Yuuto said with a chuckle of amusement as he stood up. The tent was lightly constructed, made of a light wooden frame and fabric, so even Yuuto’s strength was enough to lift it off of them. He navigated through the debris with his hands and pushed his way out.
“Your Majesty! Are you okay?!”
“I am. Thanks, Fagrahvél. I’m glad to see you’re doing just fine too. Get our men to compile a damage report immediately!”
“Y-Your Majesty... I-If you look over there...” As she said that, Yuuto turned to look in the direction that her trembling finger was pointing at, and his eyes went wide with shock. The damage caused by this enormous earthquake had just become very apparent. It was perhaps unavoidable, but even though he knew that, he could still feel the blood draining from his face. The Gjallarbrú Fortress, the vital defensive line that had kept the Flame Clan Army advance in check, had completely collapsed.
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