Hello everyone, it's me, Siegburn the author.
It's a pleasure to have you support me by at least reading what I write.
What can I tell you about this work other than what the characters themselves tell?
The main reason for this story is to expand my universe.
I know there will be things you may not understand, but unlike 99.99% of series or novel stories you see, mine will take you back to other stories or volumes to understand what happened or will happen.
I hope you enjoy this story, since in volume 4 of my other story, World Ixion/SAGA (I will also upload it but little by little in time), it talks about an otome game that the developers copied or put things from that game and back again.
I don't think I have more to say here, the last thing I will say is to please enjoy this story if it ever gets serialized.
Also, what do you think of the characters? And which one is your favorite or the one you hate the most?
Those kinds of things I'd like to know UwU.
A beautiful white room decorated with luxurious ornaments was the place where a meeting was held. The location was in the palace of the Arklight Empire, located in the center of the Ixion continent. The empire is one of the largest countries in the world, it is a power among powers, thus gaining many enemies. A group of more than thirty men were gathered, they were urgently called to meet. "As you can see from the documents, the mysterious criminal named Licht, has been murdering different people for the past few months. His latest victim was the eldest son of Iscariot Household." the men were going through the documents on a large circular table. "I have a question." "What is it?" "The magic knights have not been able to track him down?" "I'm afraid not. I questioned them several times and none of them knew what to answer. This individual hides his trail perfectly. We can't easily follow him." "I see."<
Rosenberg Duchy. Once known as the second largest territory in the empire, second only to the imperial capital. Rosenberg Household was once known to be a symbol of progress. Employment was so high that hands were always missing and no one was ever fired. One could eat up to 6 times a day just for pleasure. All the streets were so clean and the houses of the poor were equal to those of the rich. A good place to live it certainly was. But that ended the day the lord of these lands, the duke, fled leaving a great debt to his family and territory. The territory, much of it rather, passed into the hands of the imperial capital. The palace officials levied extremely high taxes on everyone. Businesses closed. Poverty was reflected in the streets. It was the end of the Rosenberg duchy, people began to call it the new lawless city. But fortunately, two dukes decided to invest in the ruined territ
The day of the duel finally arrived. The week of practice with the Pegasus was really hard. It's like riding a motorcycle that only accelerates, but never brakes. Really scary. We had been left practicing at the academy training ground where the duel was to be. The strange thing is that it won't take place there. The reason is because of these rumors I was told. "Hey, did you hear that the third prince and the fourth prince will have a duel?" "Yes. Is that really true, I mean. A feud between members of the imperial family?" "It was all over Duke Rosenberg's daughter.I heard rumors that her family fell into ruin and that her fiancé, His Highness Regulux, wanted to undo their engagement, but the fourth prince intervened along with some nobody guy." "Hey, that sounds interesting, I want to see that duel!" That was how rumors about the duel were spreading throughout the capital. Neither the a
Once we arrived, we went straight to change. We were wearing tight cycling clothes, the reason for that was because it was more comfortable when moving around. Cid's suit was black with blue lines while mine was white with black lines. I don't understand why, but I feel annoyed for some reason. Our Pegasus were ready, we were just waiting for the order of who would go first of us. "Huh, I'll go first?" "Yeah." Cid's bastard was using me as cannon fodder it seems, as he said to me. "Razel, I suggest you go out to fight before me, not only in the first round, the other two as well." "Why should I be the one to carry all the weight on me!!!" Cid gave me a cold stare. "Really?" He said, then revealed to me. "...Listen, you know we're going to fight against a prince and his friends, right?" "Yes." "Well, think about this for a second. Who's the most dangerous of them al
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
I, Bellange, am the heir to the Fraser Household. A house of earls of the frontier. Our family gained prestige since we were a house of viscounts, but one day my grandfather did an incredible feat and we were promoted to earls. Unfortunately, my grandfather passed away and it was my old man who received that title. He always made me follow this principle. "If you are not the strongest, then you are nobody." With those words I was raised to be very strong. My skin got tanned and my hair got darker for some reason. One day, in a nobleman's house, I was studying in something called elementary school. One of my playmates was none other than Prince Regulux. I fought him plain and simple since he was a prince. I thought he was just another weakling until he threw down his weapon and said to me. "Can you take me seriously? I know you are strong, but this is very disappointing. Don't treat me like a frag
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
In the imperial palace, Prince Blake was seated. "Is that all?" He was being briefed on the secret and criminal acts of the Iscariot family. To make his day even more bitter, many members of his faction were corrupt. That bothered him greatly. "I'm afraid it does. Those involved have erased evidence of what they have done. It's very difficult to trace them." "I understand..." It was well past noon and Blake was in a bad mood, then he remembered one thing. "Right. Do you know what became of the duel between Lux and Cid?" "..." "What's with that face?" "Your Highness.... don't tell me you didn't hear about it? It was a big scandal what happened." "What are you talking about?" Blake was very confused and intrigued about what he says. "Tell me what happened while I was resting for that headache." The man's mouth was moving, and Blake's face was contorted in horror at w