I realized I was asleep, but I didn't want to wake up because my eyelids felt so heavy. The soft pillow and mattress and the warm blanket were more than enough for me now. I wanted to sleep a little longer. I can't remember what I've been doing lately, I don't think I've been that active, but my body feels so tired. It would be wonderful if I could sleep well and wake up when I want. But I couldn't because I could hear the loud voices of people talking. I desperately wanted to get up, silence them, and go back to sleep, but I was too weak to move. A voice came closer and I felt a shard of light break through my still closed self. I began to smell drugs, which I never liked. Then I felt someone sitting on my bed. "In the end, he too will fall." It was a woman's voice, was she talking about me? "He's human after all," a male voice answered. "It's a good thing he was saved, look at all that burnt skin. If he was a normal person, he would have died. Ah, but I guess Joe keeps a lot
I packed the things that didn't really need to be packed, except for a set of casual clothes and the fire dragon scales I had hidden in my bag. I strapped the sword to my back and made sure nothing was left behind. "Are you really on duty at the palace?" asked Willem, who and Frans had been watching me from the tent door. "Yes, an order from the military commander and the prime minister," I replied briefly. "When do you leave?" said Frans. Then he handed me a bottle the size of my index finger filled with black water. "This is a potion from Officer Regal, he gave it to us the other day to speed up recovery. I have plenty left," he continued. I took the bottle and put it in my bag. "In a moment, thank you, yeah. I'm sorry I couldn't be with you guys until the end," I said. For some reason, I suddenly felt melancholy, my eyes burning with tears. Actually, this was exactly what I wanted. I never wanted to come to the conflict zone, let alone fight witches or clans that could breathe
The journey in the air was a bit bumpy as Peace hadn't fully recovered. Several times, the Pegasus whimpered in pain and we had to slow down our flight. While doing so, I looked down at the residential area.From up here, I could see that almost all of the settlements were leveled to the ground, with fires still burning in some places. I had to be clever in directing Peace to avoid the routes that Cedric had forbidden.I was given a brief briefing on avoiding certain areas suspected of being dangerous, where rebels were believed to be located. I myself started to feel anxious flying alone in the dark night. I was somewhat traumatized by someone kicking Peace like before or anyone from Swaltz Clan teleporting without me realizing it.Actually, I could guess Cedric and Elliot's true motive for moving me to the kingdom. They did it solely for Adellia because she is my friend; if they wanted to protect the king, they would have sent important figures like Rasen.On one hand, I felt burden
"Your Grace, what are you doing here? Hurry back to the palace, the rebels are about to infiltrate!" the shouts of the other soldiers rang in my ears as they panicked at the sight of Adellia at the gate. This broke Sean's concentration until he unconsciously loosened his grip slightly. This must be one of the powers of the Swaltz clan, the ability to make living objects stand still at will. I could feel my heart beating faster and my thin breath getting warmer. If this was power, I wanted to try it again. I focused on the part of my neck where the man was still choking, as well as my arms and legs. As a result, a stream of heat pierced me from within, unlike the feeling of being burned. It was a soothing heat. Soon I was able to move my fingers and I elbowed Sean until the officer backed away. Then he rubbed his face roughly. "You ... how could you?" he muttered. I looked down at my hands. How stupid of me to realize this now! If I had realized it earlier, I definitely wouldn't h
"Protect the Princess!" Jaden's senior officer shouted loudly. Dozens of frontliners had already arrived near the barrier and were preparing to attack. They formed a formation, and instantly the giants and beasts were sent flying by the bluish light emitted by the barrier. "Forward!" The soldiers pushed through the barrier and fought, I held my sword that I had brought from the cottage, preparing to eradicate the group of enemies. However, I was suddenly pulled from behind so roughly that I almost fell down. The culprit was Sean, who looked at me with a sharp gaze. "You seem to have forgotten your duty to take care of the Princess," he said sternly. Ah, that's right. There was already a frontliner squad in charge of fighting the enemy, I was the Princess' guard and had to make sure she was alright. I was too used to bleeding during my time as a soldier, so I felt I had to be directly involved this time. "You're right, Sean. Let's protect Adellia," I said. I heard Sean chuckle in
"Mother and Father? Where are they now?" Adellia exclaimed hysterically as she approached Sean. "The message only arrived now, and that's because the teleported Swaltz Officer reported this, he's dying right now," Sean explained as he calmed Adellia down. "The officers are now heading for the outskirts of the city, where the king and queen were attacked. Senior Jaden is already in charge, don't worry Princess.""No, I'm going there too! What if something happens to them?" Adellia was about to leave the room, but Sean quickly stopped her. "This is dangerous, Princess. Reportedly, it was a defector from each noble clan who attacked. In fact, there are even more Velman clans that managed to awaken their power," Sean said. "Those troublemakers always do that! Why does the kingdom still allow them to live in the noble area anyway? The nobles who lost their powers should have become commoners, if left unchecked they'll end up like that, arrogant!" Bowie exclaimed in annoyance. I felt I
I descended the underground stairs carefully because of the dim lighting, despite the torches along the walls. Also, the staircase connecting the prison to the underground dungeon was so hidden that sunlight couldn't penetrate. I covered my nose as the musty, damp, and other unpleasant odors wafted into my nostrils. The boots I wore trampled through the stagnant water, which was even blacker in color. Turning once, I could already see the hundreds of iron bars of the dungeon inhabited by miserable stature. I tightened my fists and exhaled forcefully before being able to walk further. It had been several days since king Swindon had displayed his extraordinary power. The result, of course, was that the king single-handedly captured all the enemies, some of whom he killed on the spot, while others he took captive and put into this dungeon. At the sight of him, I could no longer face king Swindon as before. The other soldiers hadn't even spoken for the past few days because the atmosp
The King's words the other day were still ringing in my head, along with his seriousness about getting rid of Elliot if the man still insisted on having a relationship with Adellia. Now I was in the reading room, accompanying Adellia who had been working on something in her files for a while. I sat on the sill of the wide open window through which a breeze blew that somehow didn't feel fresh. I was too worried and scared about all of this. I had just finished my duty of feeding the prisoners, and the old woman who had spoken the prophecy was suddenly hissing and muttering in a language I didn't recognize. I was also worried that all the prisoners knew my identity as someone who wasn't from this world, and I really hoped that the cloths covering their heads weren't transparent so that they could see my face. "Adellia, will the execution take place tomorrow?" Elena, sitting on the sofa, asked her cousin. "Yes, these black magic practitioners have been in the dungeon too long. Tomorr