Chapter 18: Twilight Isles, Epilogue

Sen lets out a loud yawn as he watches the waves passes by.

The Silver Fang has done its business with the Goa Kingdom and is on its way back to the Twilight Isles to pick up one of their companions. Thankfully, the exchange with the nobles went pretty smoothly, if a bit rushed with how impatient the people greeting them were, allowing them to made it in time.

"I wonder how Rein is doing…"

The secret semi-immortal dragon thought about his student, one that he hasn't have in several centuries. After how disastrous the last one turned out, he wasn't too keen of teaching anyone anymore. The guilt is too much for his long life, one that he felt has been too long for his liking.

There are times that he cursed his own long life, on how long he would be around in the world while those that he befriends and form bonds with slowly aged before death inevitably took them. Even some of the few Giants friends he once had ended up living very short lives with how their lives revolves around glory and honour in battle.

Then Rein came along, and brought along her one heck of a baggage, in both figuratively and literally.

In his terrifyingly long life, this is the first time he has ever met someone who was reincarnated, and he has been on the Grand Line for several centuries at a time! Not only that, she possessed knowledge of future events, information that if leaked out, will attract attention from the Five Elder Stars; or as he likes to call them: The Five Douchebags.

If they ever find out about this, then her life would be in jeopardy. Especially if they know that she is in possession of one of the most powerful Mythical Zoans of all.

The Dragon-Dragon Fruit, Model White.

Among the Zoans, the Dragon themed ones are often labelled under Ancient Zoans for some reason he could never understand; although he did theorize that it has something to do with how some dinosaurs resembles dragons in some shape of form. However, those labelled under Mythical Zoans? Those are a whole new can of worms.

Those Dragon-themed Devil Fruits are said to possess unparallel brute strength in the ENTIRE Devil Fruit catalogue, with exceptions to a couple Paramecia.

Each model all shared one key element: the physical abilities of the dragons of legend. Incredible strength, strong jaws, powerful wings, tough scales as hard as diamond in some cases, superior senses, all of it. No other Zoans can compared in that department with very few exceptions.

Some can be comparable to his own race, and he has known of some which can shatter islands if they really wanted to.

However, what truly terrifying powerful about them isn't their physical prowess. It is their mystical abilities.

Not much is known about all the mythical dragon Zoans, but what is known to all is that they all have abilities associated with their respective models. As an example, the dragon Devil Fruit the Emperor Kaido is using is based off the dragons of Wano's old myths and legends, as such he has similar powers as well; which includes creating thunder clouds among many others.

For Rein's model, Sen believed that she may have hit one of the jackpots in terms of mythical Zoans.

If what he has read is to be true, along with dragon-like strength and stamina, the white dragon Devil Fruit is capable of various elemental breath attacks including fire and in some occasions metal for some reason, its senses are sharper than any other, and its scales are practically impenetrable with exceptions to Sea Stone.

But what's most impressive is its adaptability.

The white dragon mythical Zoan is well known for changing its abilities to match up with the environment it is in. If it's in the desert, its scales will be thin and weaker, but its fire breath would be insanely powerful. If it's in the snowy mountains, it would grow fur and gain the ability to generate blizzards with its breath.

If anything, this is one Devil Fruit catered SPECIFICALLY for the Grand Line's insane weather and climate.

Which makes it very valuable for the Five Douchebags.

If they catch wind of this, they would stop at nothing to capture her and extract the DF from her by any means necessary. They might activate Buster Call if they need to.

With Rein as she is now, she wouldn't be able to harness her fruit's power to its upmost limit, which leaves her powerless against the World Government's forces if they ever made a move against her.

Of course, he hasn't told her any of this. She would react rather badly to such information, and would put unnecessary burden on her that would distract her from training. That's what he believes anyway.

"Worried about her, Sen?"

His captain's question picked him out of his musing, Silvia walking up to him and leans on the wooden railing, "You're not the only one. I just saw Gord beginning another stress cooking session. We might have to prepare for another potato party tonight."

"And so many croquettes… so many…" He dejectedly muttered under his breath, "And you?"

"Oh, definitely." She chuckles, "It's funny. She has only been part of the crew for no more than a month, and now we can't be without her."

"It's definitely different without her around." Sen nodded.

"I'll say. It's like the Silver Fang isn't the Silver Fang without her around." She nodded, "She became an irreplaceable part of the crew now."

"She definitely has…" He smiled.

"Twilight Isles, dead ahead!"

The crow's nest's call got everyone attention as the crew members all run about to prepare the Silver Fang for landing. Sen took a moment to look over the horizon towards their destination, pondering if his student and his old friend's granddaughter manages to succeed in their little mission.

His thoughts about it were put to a halt when he saw a familiar white and blue ship docked in the harbour, the ever-noticeable white flag showing its symbol to the world with pride.

'Huh. I wonder why the Marines are here?'

It has been a few days since the failed coup. And a lot of things has occurred during that time.

After rounding up all the rebels, Reginold is found guilty of all his crimes and sentenced to the dungeon where he waits for the Marines are to come and transported to a proper prison, along with Tok and the rest of their pirate accomplices. From what Luna had told me, they might be looking at a life imprisonment or worse.

Vi manages to pull through, his condition finally stable and on the way to a full recovery. He was really lucky with how quickly they are able to perform the surgery, not to mention that Desiree manages to miss most of his vital organs in that stab.

The Latian soldiers are sentenced to the dungeon too, but are given a lighter sentence of free hard labour at Irenia as part of the next expedition happening next month, as both an attempt to expand Flut Village further inland as well as to help study the wildlife of the island better. In the king's words, their five years on the island are too valuable to waste rotting in a cell.

Desiree, on the other hand, got the short end of the stick.

For leading a coup, despite being tricked to doing so, and attempting assassination of the crown, she is unfortunately sentenced to the same thing as her deceiver and will be awaiting transport to prison as well, possibly Impel Down if what Luna has told me is to be believed. Vi would have suffered the same fate if weren't for his attempt to stop his sister and selfless act of protecting the princess that got him off the hook.

He… didn't take that news too well…

"This isn't right! I don't deserve any of this!"

Vi's voice echoed around the throne room where he kneels in front of the Britt's monarch and crown princess, prostrating himself as he cries out his pleas. "Please, give me the same sentence as Desiree, as all of them! I'm just as much fault as they are! I don't deserve any less!"

Luna sat next to her father with a slight resigned look on her as she turned to the king, who rubbed his forehead in both empathy and slight irritation.

"That is true." Solaria agreed, but added on, "But in light of your actions you have taken, I deem it fair that you would receive a lesser sentence."

"B-But I'm the one who's at fault!" He cried out, "If I didn't try harder to stop my sister, this coup would have never occurred in the first place! All of it due to my inaction, so I should share the burden!"

"Vi." Luna's voice got Vi's attention, she staring firmly at him with a poise suited for someone of her standing, "Verdict has been chopped and signed. No amount of begging isn't going to change it. You need accept that."

"I… but it's not fair!" He shouted angrily, "Why is Desiree getting all the punishment and not me!? She doesn't deserve it!"

"…If you must know…" Solaria says to the prostrating man in front of him, "It was thanks to your sister that your sentence is lifted in the first place."

"D-Desiree…?"

"She pleaded with me to let you go, that she should be the one to take all the punishment." He stated, "That you do not deserve to spend the rest of your life rotting in a prison for a crime that she started. If weren't for her words and Luna here, you would have the same sentence as her."

"Desiree…" He muttered, gritting his teeth in frustration, "Why…? Why do you have to do that…?"

From what I've heard, Vi has left Brittia with Desiree's sword and is last seen heading towards Port Royalise. No other news about him has come since.

For the rest of us, Ace and Deuce somehow managed to rebuild the Strider and decided to take their leave from the island. As the good friend that I am, I decided to see them off.

"I'm surprised you managed to rebuild that thing from scratch." I pointed out as I watch the two pirates load up their supplies on a separate boat connecting to the Strider by rope. We are currently at the stony docks at the exit/entrance of the secret tunnel that had led into the castle. The king has orders for it to be sealed off soon, and they took this chance to make a getaway from here as to not arose any suspicion.

"We've built it on a deserted island with just some trees and rocks." Deuce points out, "Now with proper tools and material? It's a cakewalk. Not to mention that the wood they have are quite high quality."

"I hope it is sturdier than the last one…" Ace pointed out with a small chuckle.

"But are you sure you guys can't stay?" I asked them, "I mean, they have come up with the whole ceremony for us and you're just going to bail like that?"

"I'm sure you understand, Rein. We are PIRATES." The freckled pirate points out, "And pirates don't get ceremonies from kings and princesses. It just ruined the point of being a pirate!"

"There is a feast afterwards, you know."

That line got Ace's attention, I can hear him swallowing his drool at the prospect of eating that much food before shaking his head, "Nope! Not going to work on me! I'm not Luffy, damn it!"

Huh, I guess being a glutton isn't just a Monkey family's trait. Then again, he is raised by Garp of all people…

"Just give it up, Rein." Deuce tells me, "We're leaving, and that's final. Besides, what if we get our bounties and people recognised us, wouldn't that get Luna and her father in trouble?"

"Hm, I have never thought of it like that before…"

In the end, they finally managed to get all their supplies on board and has board the yellow banana boat in preparation to leave. "Well, that's all of it." Ace noted as he claps the dust off his hands, "Deuce, you got the map ready?"

"Yup. And this time, I've learned some basic map reading skills." He stated with pride, "No way we're getting lost this time!"

I would say that is raising the flag for them eventually getting lost again, but who am I judge?

"So, this is farewell." I stated, "For real, this time."

"Yup, I'm afraid so." Ace nodded with a grin, "A pirate's home is in the open seas, after all."

"Ha. I guess that's right." I chuckles, raising my hand up to him, "It has been quite an adventure with you, Portgas D. Ace. May you have safe travels."

"Same here, Rein." He grasps my hand in a tight grip.

With those last words, the Strider came to life and jettisons them away from the island into the sunset. As I watch them leave, I could only think of the future that would be ahead of him. His struggles, his triumphs, his new bonds, and his eventual downfall and death.

Portagas D. Ace is fated to die within at least two years. That much is certain.

Even so, this journey of his is going to change a lot of things, and set in motion a lot of plans down the line. And honestly, even if I could theoretically find a way to change his future, I don't think I ever want to.

This is his journey, after all. I have no right to be interfering with it.

Luna didn't really take them leaving that well, but she accepts it either way.

As for me?

Well, before we captured and escorted Reginold out of the tomb, I managed to nick a book from the 'vault' before the king sealed it up for good. While I do not know how to read it, I'm hoping that Sen would be able to and probably help translate it for me. That, or he'll find a way to destroy that vault. Either one is possible.

I've also been in the castle's library digging up on both Britt's and Latian history to try to find an answer for the vault's existence.

There has to be a reason for that vault, of why a library filled books and tomes of the Poneglyph's writings is hidden under the castle, and why is there a library of secret and forbidden tomes in the first place.

So far, I've only uncovered a few trivial facts, like how the castle has been standing here for almost thousand years, and has been rebuilt over and over again over the centuries by the kings of Latian who has been ruling the island for just as long. Or that there are clues indicating another thing hidden on Irenia too. Nothing too concrete to explain why a vault is needed at all.

Of course, it could be related to Crocus's theory of the World Government's plans to eradicate every proof of their defeated 'enemy' from history all together, and that the library is basically another form of the Poneglyph given form as a giant hidden library. Still doesn't explain why there's a need for a giant library in the first place.

Regardless, the mystery of the vault remained unsolved even as I am getting prepared for an awarding ceremony for my involvement in stopping the coup, which was originally also included Ace and Deuce, but they already left before they could do so.

Which brings us to today, in the early afternoon, with me being forced to wear a certain attire that I really didn't want to.

"Argh! It's so hard to move in this! Why do ladies even want to wear these? They are just too stuffy to be practical!"

"It's a formal attire, Rein. Practicality isn't what it is made for." Luna tells me with a huff, "And you can't wear your usual outfit in the ceremony. It just sticks out too badly!"

"B-But I can't even walk right in this!" I stated with a groan, feeling my thighs starting to feel sore.

The accursed attire that I'm referring to is the long formal dress that Luna has forced me into. A long red fluffy Victorian-styled dress with short sleeves, made of high-quality cloth that drapes down past my knees with white fluffy lace along edges of the sleeves and collar. Under it, I wore a dark pantyhose to my absolute dismay and matching red high-heels.

My hair is tied up in a small bundle on the back of my head and fixed in place by a golden ornament that has a red flower, my arms are in white cloth gloves that reaches up to my elbows with a similar flowery ornament tied around my wrist to complete the look.

All in all, I look like a goddamn noble lady, and I hate every single second I'm in it. Heck, she even put makeup on me. MAKEUP! The thing just feels weird on my face!

"Come now. It's only until after the ceremony." Luna assures me. "It'll be over soon, so keep it up!"

She too is in different outfit, a similar Victorian dress like mine but in sky blue and strapless shows off her shoulder and collarbone while also emphasizing her incredible cleavage that are tucked into a bluish-green corset. Under the dress, she wears a pair of white stockings and matching light blue high-heels.

Her pink hair is not in a braid today, instead it is let down with a beautiful silver tiara on her head. Her hands too are in similar white gloves like mine and possess a golden bangle on her wrist. And completing the look is a shiny necklace that has a moon-shaped pendant around her neck.

"That easy for you to say…" I muttered, "You probably wore that all the time."

"Not really. This one is only for those special occasions, like this ceremony."

The door to the dressing room opened with one of the Britt soldiers saluting, "Ma'am, the ceremony is about to begin. Are you ready?"

"Yup! We're ready!" Luna tells him before turning to me, "Come on. We can't keep the masses waiting."

"Hah… Fine…"

I find myself standing in front of the familiar large door to the throne room, Luna standing next to me with the same soldier from before in attention behind us.

"Well, this is it…" I muttered anxiously.

"You'll do fine." She assures me with a smile.

I nodded at that, as the large door is opened with some grandiose manner in time for us to walk in. Hands together and posed in front of me, back straight and head held high… let's hope I can keep this up as long as I can.

"–to welcome our heroes; my darling daughter Luna, and her companion-in-arms, Rein of the East Traders's Silver Fang!"

I was greeted to a large applause, with two rows of people in aristocrat-looking outfits that screams nobility and wealth with a few journalists mixed in taking pictures with their Visual Den Den Mushi. Aligned along the large carpet I am walking on are the Britt soldiers in full uniform and still like statues with their hands behind their back.

I felt my nerves boil up inside of me with each step I took behind Luna. All my life, in both this and my old one, I didn't expect to find myself celebrated like this. Everyone all looked so posh and proper, and their glittering clothes are blinding to my eyes. Did they put gold on their clothes, or they're using some kind of special silk to do that? I think I have heard of similar looking silk once more…

I was brought out of my mind with Luna verbally clear her throat, I glancing to her in a curtsy and quickly followed suit.

Sadly, thanks to my inexperience with wearing things with high heels, I lost balance and ended up falling onto my side, much to my embarrassment.

The small amalgamation of chuckles around me just increase the heat in my cheeks even more as I hastily got back on my feet and redid the curtsy again. Even the king is silently chuckling under his hand. Damn it, this is why I hate high-heels!

The king let out a small cough that silenced the audience of nobility, before starting his speech.

"Luna, our beloved crown princess. You have done well to uncover the nefarious plot in the shadow and despite failing to stop it, manages to put an end to the coup and apprehend the culprit behind all of it. And you, Rein of the Silver Fang, thank you for protecting her and assisting in her endeavour. For that, I am honoured to award you the Dragon's Cross."

The marine officer next to him, one Lewis Strongheart that is in a somewhat formal attire that is too tight for him with how tight and defined his muscular chest and limbs are stretched under his suit with his Marine coat on his shoulders like a cape, stepped forward and spoke with a lower but firmer tone than usual.

"And for your services for saving an affiliated nation, the World Government is proud to present you with an award of our own; the World Government's Medal of Service."

As I let the Britt and Marine soldiers hang the two medals around my neck, I thought back to what I was told about those two.

From what Luna had told me and what I can find in the Goddess's Guidebook, the Medal of Service is just as its name implies. It is given to any civilian who has done a great deed that is recognised by the World Government, which includes stopping a coup for an affiliated country like the Britt Kingdom. The medal itself is that of the World Government's symbol in what I can tell is silver with a strap blue cloth tied to it.

As for the Dragon's Cross, it's the same thing but is considered the highest honour to be given to anyone in the Britt Kingdom. The medal is that a dragon's head inside a shield tied to a white strap that has a red line in the middle.

Both me and Luna turned around, showing to the world our earned medals as the king proclaimed to the audience.

"I present to you all once more, our brave heroes!"

Hands start clapping and flashes of our pictures getting taken lit up once in a while; both me and Luna stood there looking pretty as everyone took a good look at us.

As much as I hate getting this much attention, I can't lie that this doesn't feel good.

After the ceremony, everyone is invited to a large banquet at the ballroom. The room itself is huge, as stereotypical for a ballroom to be. Chandeliers hang about on the ceiling being shiny and glaring down on everyone, with curtains of similar shade as the ones in the throne room.

Scattered about the room are long tables with various high-quality dishes on them, all looking every fancy and expensive. Clams, lobsters, marbled beef, fatty tuna, fresh abalone, I think I saw some caviar spread on some kind of biscuit, all high-quality gourmet-level food that normal commoner folk like me most likely can't afford on the daily basis.

That didn't stop me from picking them and devouring them all, though.

All the noblemen and women all wander about, chatting and gossiping to one another while a small band played some fancy tune in the background to set the mood for everyone. All in all, it is as typical of a banquet as it can be.

I found myself hanging away from the corner with a plate filled the brim all the food I can find. Luna has wandered into the crowd of noblewomen and is already chatting up a storm about something.

Thankfully, most of the aristocrats took a glance at me from afar and never approach me, most likely due to me stuffing my face with delicious shellfish. They sure know how to cook their scallops, and their crabs are out of this world. I have never tasted lobster before, and now I know why they are such a great seafood.

"I'm glad to see you enjoying yourself."

A familiar voice spoke to me as, Suiren walked up to me in a navy-blue waistcoat and dress pants with shining leather shoes, white dress shirt underneath and a red rose corsage in her right breast pocket. Her hair is in the usual ponytail and she wore white gloves over her hands. All in all, she looks like a wonderful gentleman that any girl would fall for.

The beauty of reverse traps is truly mind-blowing…

Also, you guys are probably wondering why Suiren and Lewis are here. Well, you see, they and their marine branch are here to help transport our pirate prisoners to a proper World Government prison, after which they are also instructed to present the medal to me and so on and so forth.

"Hey, Suiren." I greeted, swallowing the bite of lobster meat in my mouth before presenting her with my plate, "Want some? Their crab is to die for."

"Thanks, but I'm rather full just watching you eat." She chuckles as she stood next to me, "How are you doing?"

"Pretty good." I stated as I bite into some beef skewers, "The high-heels are killing my thighs, but the food took my mind off of it."

"Yeah, that tumble of yours is pretty funny." She chuckles.

Let loose a small groan at that comment, "Please let that NOT be on tomorrow's news…"

"Also…" She looks up and down at my attire, "Didn't expect you to wear such a dress. You look amazingly cute in it."

My cheeks burned at her comment as I fought back my beating heart. I keep forgetting how much of a natural flirt she can be, especially with the type of faces she makes when doing so. Damn it, Suiren, you damn gigolo! Stop making my heart beat so hard already!

"D-Damn it, don't just suddenly spring that on me!" I cried as I hid my blushing face with my spare hand.

"Ah, sorry, sorry…"

"Quite the womanizer you are, Suiren." A rather pompous voice spoke, "As expected of our branch most desired bachelor."

A young man in a stripped suit walks up to us with a small self-important smile on his face. His pink hair is well-combed and he has a scar on his right cheek. In his hand is a small glass of champagne where I can see steel bolts on where his knuckles are.

He looks awfully familiar, like I have seen him somewhere before but can't quite remember where…

"You know I hated that term, Fullbody."

"Hey, I'm not the one that came up with it."

Then I hit me. Fullbody! Of course! That one marine that got his ass kicked by Sanji before befriending Jango and ends up working for Hina! He was such a minor character that I have forgotten about him! Isn't he a Lieutenant before?

"So, are you going to introduce me?" He says to Suiren who then turns to me.

"Oh right. Rein, this is my partner, Lieutenant Fullbody." She introduces me, "Fullbody, this is Rein."

"A pleasure to meet you, miss Rein." He greets as he pulls my hand up to his lips, "May I first say how beautiful your dress is. Not as beautiful as you, though."

Wow, that is such a cheesy compliment that it made Samerson's own cheesy pick-up lines feel tempting. Also, personal space much, buddy?

"Fullbody, that line is way too cheesy…" Suiren sighs, "And can't you tell she doesn't like you doing that?" As she says that, I pull my hand away from his grasp.

"Yikes. Haha, quite a fierce one…" He nervously laughed before muttering under his breath, "That always works, though…"

Yeah, maybe against cheap girls who would easily buy into his suave words, but as someone who is also a dude and has used the same words before…? Nope. Not happening.

"Also, what are doing here?" She asked him, "Aren't you supposed to be on the other side of the room?"

"Well, you look like you are flirting with our good heroine here, and I wanted in on the fun." He chuckles, "Can't have you breaking another heart, after all."

"We've met." I tells him, "And I know she's a girl, as baffling as it sounds…" Then what Suiren said hits me, "Other side of the room? What, you two in undercover or something?"

"…You're the one that blew it this time." Fullbody points at Suiren, who groans at that.

"A slip of the tongue…" She says before whispering to me, "Rein, don't raise your voice, okay?" I nodded and she continues, "Captain Strongheart wanted to be sure that there aren't anymore revolutionaries hidden among them, so we are to act like guests while we keep an eye out. Fullbody here is supposed to be on the other side doing the same thing."

"I still think Captain Strongheart is overthinking it." He stated, "The evidence is obvious that Reginold is the one behind the whole thing, not the Revolutionary Army."

"Oh, is that so?" I muttered. Well, it's better to be safe than sorry, I suppose… Although, I doubt Dragon would want to start a revolt in this kingdom, especially considering its history with such a thing. From what I can see, they aren't like the ones that he would target.

"Even so, orders are orders." Suiren tells her partner, "So if you don't mind…?"

"Yeah, yeah, I know." He sighs as he walks off, "Try not to break anymore hearts, okay?"

"Just go, already."

As the Lieutenant disappear into the crowd, Suiren turns to me and sighs, "Sorry about that. Hope this doesn't put a downer on the celebration."

"It's fine." I assures her as I shove the skewer into my mouth and pulls out the stick, "At least he isn't those over flirty guys."

"He's not that bad, once you get over his… well, I would say womanizing, but the only ones that fell for his words are his one-night-stands and hostesses." She chuckles, "But he's a pretty good person. In fact, he helped me a lot when I first transferred here."

"Ah, I see."

"Now, if only he would stop trying to act all suave for the ladies…"

We both let loose a chuckle at that. And I thought Samerson was the worst. Looks like even Marines have their equivalent…

"Rein!"

A very familiar cry can be heard, I turn around to see someone I didn't expect to come here running up to me, dressed in black evening dress with a v-cut on the front to show off her impressive cleavage, along with a slit open on one side to show off her thigh and the same sandal high-heels she always wears.

"Silvia!?" I cried out in surprise as my captain ran up to me, "What are you doing here?"

"We were brought here." Her vice-captain walks up behind her, Lee is dressed in a white suit under a black dress shirt with a white bowtie along with a pair of white dress pants and brown leather shoes. "Some guys with the royal crest waited for us at the docks and gave us invites to come here. They even use a carriage and everything."

"You are really amazing, Rein!" Silvia tells me with a wide grin, "To think you'll save an entire kingdom! Oh man, wait till the rest hear about this! We are definitely going to Disco Island after this!"

"Who else came here?" I asked them, "Is Sen here too?"

"Just us and Sen, I'm afraid." Lee stated, "But Sen went off somewhere the moment we entered the castle. Who knows where he might be?"

"Huh…" I thought about whether I should be worried, but then I decided to not think about it. After all, he has been here before, didn't he? He has to know his way around. I doubt he is like Zoro in that regard.

But one can't help wonder where he would even go…

Sen walks up to a coffin within the tombs under the castle, one which has the name [Arthurious] engraved into the stone tablet in front of it. He kneels down in front of it and lays down a small bundle of flowers next to the stone tablet.

"Hey there, Arthur." He says to the coffin in front of me, "Sorry for not coming to your funeral. Didn't know about it until a week ago." He pats on the stone coffin, feeling the grains under his fingertips. Many emotions filled him; many memories run through his head as he stands there in silence for his dead friend.

The time they first met where he introduced himself as Meron due to unable to come up with an alias for himself until he saw a melon that he procured just moments ago.

The times he spent instructing him in the ways of swordsmanship after he had persistently asked so many times.

The time in which he was asked to join him with the rebellion to achieve his dream of liberating Twilight Isles from the Latian's corrupted grasp.

That one time that he has to break him out of prison and laughed his head off after he was told how he got caught in the first place.

The moment in which he gave Grimsalve to him, only for him to change its name to Elderburn moments later.

That moment in which he came out with the Latian King, bounded in chains, and proclaims the end of the war.

The moment the flag of the Britt Kingdom was first raised into the air.

When he got married and he was the priest.

When Solaria is born.

When Solaria is married and he was once again the priest.

When Luna was born.

When he officially stepped down and past the crown to his dearest son.

When his wife died of illness.

When the two shared one last drink one year ago, where he has asked the old king if he had finally realised his dream. And his answer, till this day, is one that he couldn't bring himself to forget.

"My dream of freeing the land is fulfilled." He says as he down the shot of rum, "And now, my dream of assuring the kingdom's prosperity would go on, by my son's hand, by my granddaughter's hand, by her son's hand and so forth. Even now, my dream is still going strong."

That was the last time he has ever spoke to him, and the last time he would ever have a drink with him.

He uncocks the bottle of rum he has brought with him, and proceeds to pour it all over the coffin with reckless abandon.

"Your dream is still going strong, huh…?" He wonders before chuckling, "Indeed it is." He raises the bottle in a toast, "To your dream, my dear friend. May you rest in peace."

He then chugs the rest of the rum, tears flowing down his cheeks with each gulp.

"Pwah, so salty…"

It is now late in the evening, the orange sunset shimmering in the distance.

After the banquet is over, I have gathered my things and met up with Silvia, Lee and Sen, and we all went back to Port Royalise to re-join the rest of the crew on the Silver Fang. Luna is also here to see me off.

"So, you're finally leaving." She stated with a smile, "Hard to believe we only known each other for just a week. And now…"

"We are friends." I smiled back.

The few days I have spent in the castle, besides researching for the vault, I have spent some time with Luna as we prepared for the ceremony. We have talked, have a somewhat awkward sleepover which ended up rather… raunchy to say the least, and overall formed a bond with each other.

"Be sure to write often." She tells me.

"Of course." I stated with a grin, "Not sure what I would write about, though."

"Anything is fine!" She stated, "What are you doing at the time, what you have for lunch that day, stuff like that!"

"That feels more like an exchange diary then anything…"

"…Sorry, I have never had a pen-pal before… and…"

"It's fine." I assures her, "I'll to write, but don't expect too much."

"I won't."

"Hey."

We both share a chuckle at that, before she walks up and embraced me in a hug. I welcome it and hugs her back. "I'm going to miss you."

"Me too."

Soon enough, I board back on to the Silver Fang and we sail off into the distance. I turn back to the docks, where Luna is waving her arms at me, shouting her goodbyes. I then replied back by waving my arms as well.

With that, the curtains fall for the Twilight Isles.

…

To be continued…

Finally, done! Oh god, this epilogue is way harder than I thought it would be. I sure hope the last few parts doesn't feel too sloppy, as I have run out of things to say… Also, yes, there are some development off-screen but I'll try to address them.

So yes, with this, the Twilight Isles Arc has finally come to a close! How do you all feel about it? Let me know, please! Criticism is most welcomed!

And on a side note, with this, I may take a small break from this fic. I'm not abandoning it, just wanting to focus on a new fic I have ideas for.

Keep a look out for when it will drop!

With that, I thank you all for reading this!