The war between the Demon King's army and the Human Alliance lasted for twenty years. Many nations sent their armies and elites, but they repeatedly failed to defeat the Demon King. During those hellish days, a female hero finally slew the Demon King alone.

Peace had come.

Her name was Crava. But from that moment, she was no longer called by her name; she was called 'The Hero' or 'The Savior.'

Two years after peace arrived... she is still living in a war by another name.

The Kingdom exploits her politically, placing her in the public eye for diplomatic events, noble banquets, balls, and public speeches. She is being manipulated in the name of peace.

One day, exhausted after yet another event, she let her feet lead her to a small tavern on the outskirts of the capital and took a seat.

The person who appeared to be the owner gave her a gentle smile.

"You look like you've had enough to drink. Have a glass of warm milk."

As he handed her the milk, she cried in front of someone for the first time in her life.

Guest, the owner of the small tavern, stayed by her side quietly without offering grand consolations or empty encouragement.

She began to visit Guest's tavern often. Even when Guest found out she was the Hero, he asked for her name and called her by it.

To her, Guest became the only existence she could lean on—not as a hero or a legend, but as a person and a woman.