Eisen fell asleep against the well. Heiter snored softly, a bottle of wine still clutched in his hand. But Frieren stayed awake, watching the stars wheel overhead, unaware that she was looking at the last perfect night she would ever know.
Frieren tilted her head. “Fifty years? That’s not very long.” Sousou no Frieren Episode 1
As they walked through a forest dappled with autumn sunlight, Fern looked up at her new master. Eisen fell asleep against the well
And Frieren… Frieren finally understood. Frieren tilted her head
The sky above the royal capital was a tapestry of gold and crimson, as if the heavens themselves were commemorating an end. Frieren, the elven mage, stood slightly apart from her companions, her pale hair ruffled by a gentle wind. Before her lay the vast, cheering crowd. After a decade of battling the Demon King’s forces, the party of heroes had finally returned.
Frieren remembered Himmel’s words with the lazy recollection of remembering an old book. She traveled alone to the hilltop they had once camped on—a hill that had been a grassy knoll and was now a quiet park within a bustling town.