Albrecht turned his gaze toward her, surprised and caught off guard. A moment passed, then he smirked and spoke—his words sounding almost absurd, yet strangely sincere.

Albrecht: What are you talking about? I literally pulled you out of the Tree of Life’s womb.

Mysterious Woman: …Huh?

She paused as he began to share something… something strange and quietly profound.

Albrecht: You’ve no idea what it took to rescue a disguised angel—hiding as an old dwarf beggar. I was just a meek, homeless eight-year-old back then… and already risking everything, throwing myself into danger to save innocent lives. He was the last one I saved. After that, he pulled me away from the crowds… and took me somewhere no one else could see. Eleven years ago… I saved an entire town Greyfen even  they judged me. But one old dwarf never stopped smiling. He was the last, trapped in the flames.

As he speaks, the memory flashes—Albrecht running through burning ruins, the old man clinging to his back.

Collapsing outside the fire, breathless, his vision faded… only to glimpse the old man smiling once more—then transforming into an angel, glowing wings framed by the sunlight.

Albrecht: He revealed his true form to me and entrusted me with a secret task. We spent months in seclusion, resting in a distant place before making our way to Pious together.

 Disguised as someone else, he guided me to the Tree of Life—or as I came to call it, the Mother Tree—hidden deep within the Alp Mountains