"You did it!"
"I knew it! I knew it! There was really one! We were never wrong!"
"How did you find him?! HOW?!"
"Who is he?!"
"Is he an commoner? Noble? A king?"
Erza could feel countless questions and praise from her parents via telepathy.
However, she did not responded.
No.
She just stared at the Arthur who was now holding the holy blade Caliburn.
"Erza? Erza?! Are you alright?!" – asked Arthur that rushed to the Erza side, worried.
"Hey! Is everything okay?!"
"…."
Erza head was filled confusion.
Why?
How?
….
Is it my fault?
Her questions.
Her parents barrage of praises.
And her lover holding the holy sword.
….
She couldn't handle it at all; it was just beyond chaotic in her head.
And so, she shut down.
"?!"
"Erza!" – shouted the boy as he quickly grabbed Erza as she lost unconscious and almost fallen if not for the boy catching her in time.
"Erza?! ERZA!?"
"Calm down. She is fine." – said the man that appeared from the shadows.
"!"
