Pleven Household is no different from other houses. That is what the future head, that is me, Oscar, knows better than anyone else. Like all noble families, we started out as a house of knights. After completing the 100 years of service required to become barons. When we became nobles, our family was the worst of all at using the sword or martial arts. But one day, the current head of that time discovered that he had a talent for magic. Thanks to that, Pleven Household managed to rise in a few years to be a house of counts. We needed to have more connections, so we became vassals of the imperial family. We became a house of marquises because of that. We swore to serve the imperial family and were granted a place in the seats of the holy wizards. But thanks to my grandfather, our house became one of the most renowned and important. For that reason, when I was a child, I was invited to a birthday party. It was Pri

Razel sat down at his resting place. It was Cid's turn. Cid's horse was one specially made just for him. For he was the fourth prince. It was blue, had two horns; one under the other and was named Mordred. He watched Lambert bowing to Regulux. He couldn't hear what they were saying, but he could imagine they were talking. "Your Highness, I apologize greatly for those incompetents. I will win, you can rest assured." "Thank you Lam, try not to hurt Cidfert too much." "Understood." Lambert's steed was a beautiful gray one, it was special like Cid's as it was also built exclusively for its owner. On the side could be seen his name, Lancelot. Razel touched Cid's shoulder. "Hey, are you okay?" "Yeah. Just thinking." "About what?" Cid's mind remembered things from his childhood, related to Lambert. ◇◇◇ Cid knew Lambert a little after he joined the imperial

Regulux smiled with an expression of victory. He activated a magic attack of the game, star rain. That attack was a level 11 attack. It was very weak in the game, but in reality, it was a very strong attack. The dust cloud kept coming out. It wasn't moving at all. "Even if my orion whip didn't hit you. You're too much of an idiot to fall for that weak attack." "Lambert can dodge it with no problem. I trained with him a lot. He's my right-hand man for a reason. Anyway, easiest win in the world." Regulux turned to leave, but at that moment, a small nugget covered in electricity flew straight to his cheek. Blood was spurting out. Turning around, he watched as a shadow came into view. It was Razel. He had a bit of dust and blood on him, but he was intact on his steed. In fact, that's the strange thing. The attack was too fast, even if he activated his Hawkeye, at least one or two hits

When I was training with Amy my magic power, I accidentally discovered a book. That book had strange symbols, it was written in the language of the elves. She read it and said there was something very interesting for me. It was called [Astral Equipment]. This equipment is something like materializing a ghost weapon. It requires a lot of concentration. So for a whole year I was practicing it. At first, I couldn't hold it and it faded away. But thanks to my inner peace. I was able to learn it without any problems. In my right hand a black-edged sword like night was showing itself. Its handle was similar to that of a Japanese katana. But the western style sword. Small electric sparks were running through the sword. I christened it. Gram. In honor of the last good game I played before I died. It was a sword that measured the same as a person's leg almost two meters tall.

"So, how do we defeat him?" said Cid. I replied very calmly, "We have to pierce his eyes or one of them, use our combined magical attributes and thus, fry his brain." It's a good plan, a perfect and flawless one. "That's so stupid!" Or so it was until Cid discouraged me. "How do you think we can hurt that monster, you haven't seen him! He destroyed several ships and defeated both sword saints with no problem!" "... Well, what are you suggesting then?" "Nothing, I was just saying it was stupid, not that it was a bad plan..." He doesn't seem to know what to say himself and supports me so as not to be embarrassed anymore. Don't worry Cid, it's normal to think my ideas don't work. Even my beloved Amy looked at me funny, but then not anymore. Its shell and skin are very tough, it's true. In the game you had to attack him right in the eyes to defeat him. The problem was that you used paid equipment that had mo