I spent nine hundred years dreaming of a dream that I didn't want to wake up from. I tried my best to spend this life together with the clear-faced young man in my dream.
He was famous for his great military exploits and his sword was unparalleled in killing demons, but it just made the heart of the infatuated man cold again and again.
When you wake up from a sweet dream, you love to be treated like nothing;
Beware of taking off your guard, lingering feelings will sprout from the bottom of your heart.
Should he live coldly and only for responsibility from now on, or should he go all out to find her regardless of the eyes of all sentient beings?