Egret

Before he pretended to know it, he would have hung around like a ladder and walked along the road with such praise.

Especially if you saw Sage as he was now, you should have shaken his hand and asked for his regards.

At first, the situation happened in a row. I wanted to know if something was urgent or not. No nobleman came close to him.

Sage entered the first Uterine Garden with a strange feeling of isolation that she had never felt before.

Hahahaha

I heard a buzzing laugh. A long white tablecloth spread over a large grass. The ceremony took place under the shadow of a parasol. In front of the dining table, the chefs were immediately raising the food.

Sage, who was approaching him, stumbled upon the familiar nobles and stopped again.

“You also preach to the Crown. You're already in Lubach with your intelligence! ”

“Am I the only one? Will you not bring us spirits as well as men? ”

“It is my duty to subpoena you. ”

Just a little while ago, they were talking to each other. Sage looked at the scene, stiffened like a stone in place.

Standing between them, Judas stares gently at everyone, without laughing or squeaking. It looked as if it saw a loving monarch.

Sage couldn't even close her eyes from her older brother, who seemed to fit in better than herself.

‘My mother always said I was the emperor. ’

Of course it was mine.

What Judas was hearing there was praise and support for himself.

‘Surely, I will be the great lord of this Lubarzan..... ’

On the third day he ate nothing, but vomit was pushed up from his throat.

In an instant, the frightened and dizzy hair became even crazier with the unfamiliar emotions.

Rather, I twirled around like an orb wrapped in a bunch of leaves.

“What are you doing alone? ”

“... you, you..... ”

“This is Cortoban Yen, Your Majesty. ”

He was the finest spiritist who followed him to Judas' escort. Sage, remembering his encounter with the diocese, swept his rumbling neck and looked up at him.

“... just because I'm not feeling well. I was going back.”

“I see. You certainly don't look very familiar. Hmm, have you been consulted? ”

I'm not fat, but nothing has changed. If I look at Cole, I just stand by the owner faithfully and look at Sage and say, "Oh, are you here again? ’I was reminded of a dog that once waved its tail.

Sage was comforted by pretending to know something bold.

“Cortoban, you will protect me no matter what. ”

“ ……. ”

In a word he handed over with a dry smile, Cole replied silently.

It was a natural positivity to say what to say.

“God, keep it. And……. ”

If anything happens.

Sage turned his head towards Judas, surrounded by people. Calle looked in the same direction with his head in his gaze.

‘... Don't forgive me, brother. ’

A faction that could not spit out after hovering only from its tongue crashed down its comfy throat.

Sage turned her back and left the first emperor.

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Judas had a recent nightmare.

Two days ago, the nightmare came to him and haunted him without even trying. Whether it was a nightmare or not, he immediately felt exhausted. I was in a situation where I had to stay awake, but then if I missed the string of tension and fell asleep, it led to a nightmare.

Nightmares were mainly about people who insulted and cursed him in the past. The end was always hopeless, even if I wanted to be okay.

In his dreams, he was unable to move by his will and had to relive his past actions.

And because of that, his former life was again confronted and dried up in front of a reality he couldn't stand and ran away from.

It was Igret who gave up living with people and chose to live behind the scenes. Now I've tried courageously again, but it was still a kind of trauma that he couldn't overcome, a bitter and painful wound from a human being.

However, looking back at the past, there was a part that felt a little different.

‘What I did in good faith could have been evil for someone. ’

He always moved from a standard that did no harm to anyone. But that didn't hurt anyone.

That goodwill has been applied in a way that is fair to everyone.

As he looked at the wounds he had buried in the past, Igrett realized a few things he didn't understand at the time.

On the third day after he started having nightmares, he came back into the memories of his past.

Now as an adult, he stands at the entrance to a ruined village.

Just hit it.

The place where the house was was burned to the ground with smoke. Short, sharp gladius adapted solely for rapid killing, with crossbow tacks and throwing spears used primarily for ambushes rather than conventional weaponry.

Just looking at the scene allowed me to tell you what the situation was like.

‘Guerrilla raid. ’

It was a village located on the border of the Empire.

The Lubarzan Empire has expanded its territory with constant invasion and war since its distant ancestors. The territory dominated increased and power also expanded, but the vast territory with the empire was also the result of trampling and usurping the land of others.

So, some border regions were still struggling with the guerrillas who were acting in defiance of it or in conflict.

Although it was the superiors who commanded the invasion and war, it was the innocent inhabitants who lived in territories located on the border who suffered damage and groaning from guerrillas.

This town, where Igrett now stands, was also a victim of the Territorial War.

This was not the smallest terrorist attack I've ever seen, or the level of drowning. The guerrilla population has swept the area. I saw a body with crossbow bolts stuck to its limbs or chest that was strangely broken between a burning building and a collapsed building.

Igrett slowly moved into it, holding the wretched ruins in his eyes.

Tuck, Tuck

Shoot him.

There was a sudden spill of rain that was not foreseen. It is because of the power of the Spirit that the climate worked according to his desires.

The rain clouds that Rooney called for were constantly raining. The fire that burned the ruins disappeared and the drops of rain that washed away the blood and tears from people's bodies formed a puddle.

Hueung

The green wind glitters through the broken planks. Igrett lifts the broken wooden planks, which were piled together with bricks, and puts them aside.

“ ……. ”

Now only a five-year-old child was trembling less in it.

The dark blue hair clings to someone's blood. There was a lot of blood on his face, but not his own. The child, who survived miraculously without a single wound, held his knee trembling and looked at the hand stretched out in front of his eyes and lifted his wink.

“... It's okay. ”

“ ……. ”

“You must have been very scared by yourself. ”

“Ugh. ”

A purple pupil with a sweet light was like a rainy sky. Rainwater flowed in a fistyellow blonde and fell into the child's face.

Just as he was allowed to burst into a blocked cry, the child began to cry. Igrett holds the child who burst into tears, holding her hand tightly with a small hand.

Dark blue hair and face washed in rainwater to reveal my color, but as dark as a pupil of blood.

“Argh!”

Survivors of the atrocities were now the only children who were only five years old. Even though he lived in the border area, he was a nobleman born with a precious lineage. He survived by turning over the blood of those who sacrificed to protect him.

This raid was not originally very unpredictable. They stopped the guerrillas' frequent attacks and soon realized that their power alone would lead to a counter-attack.

We had to stop the enemy forces before there was a massive invasion. But the troops they had couldn't have done it alone.

I asked the capital for help, but the answer came back so absurd.

‘It is now a festive period to commemorate His Majesty's birth. There should be no war in the next seven days and no waste of manpower to defend the capital. Do not respond to enemy provocation, but wait until the festival is over. ’

The leader of the border area, who was refused support for the festival, was deeply upset and angry, but could not leave the territory and flee.

They fought for their country and their inhabitants, and eventually fell by a cheap corpse on the land.

The child, who was still young but a son of the leader, watched all this. And I remembered that I remained the only survivor.

“I am Igretra. What's your name?”

“... ‘Fried Giliano’.... ”

That day, for Fried, who was a child, Igrett became the sky.

He became a new father and friend, a savior, and the only ‘good’ and ‘order’ that the child believed and followed.

It was only a little later that all of that started to happen.

As a child, Fried literally followed Igrett. In the meantime, those whom Igreth met saw his power, and fell down, begging, or seeking to exploit, and no one accepted him as he was. All people needed was a strong force.

For Greget, who was being hurt in such a gullet, he was moved by the vivacity and emotion of the child who looked at him with clear eyes. Compared to the child's red Eye, he/she was not a tool or monster with greater power than a human.

Young Fried followed him like a parent. For the first time, Igrett was very pleased to be able to keep the spirits by his side.

I was relieved just to be able to have a meal with someone and have a daily conversation.

Having spent five years together, they were not a bloody family, but they trusted each other more than that.

After five years together, Frid, 10, who was able to roughly distinguish between the planting of spirits, gave his consent to their feelings.

‘If Igrett wishes, they'll end right away. ’

Floating around with Greg, Frid meets various people. And he was hurt as much as Igret himself, who was directly wounded.

He was particularly irritated by the corrupt aristocracy as he knew the substance of the ruling class.

‘That's not who dominates. ’

From a father who no longer remembers his face, Fried learns about his nobility's duties and rights.

His father devoted his life to the well-being of the people of the territory he was responsible for and his country.

Seeing him, Frid knew there was something he had to throw away for good.

I also realized that there was a clear 'evil’ in the world.

The child gradually grew up knowing the cross section of the world.

Knock, knock.

After a gentle knock, two people entered the reception room where they were waiting.

One was the knight who brought them to the mansion, and the other was the 'master’ whom he served.

The nobles who had Igret brought to the mansion were middle-aged men, but were usually smaller in height than women. The food-eating clan, Khra, was not tall enough to fold only the belly, but he was wearing thin tee glasses with magical effects.

He smiles generously and shakes his hand at Igrett.

“Haha. Nice to meet you. You mean the famous QuardSummoner? ”

It was also the class in which his power was intended.

A commoner with exceptionally strong powers, as this is a remarkable age, made him treat himself as a nobleman. If it was this much strength and reputation anyway, it was likely that he would be promoted in the eyes of the Emperor.

Igrett quietly bowed his head and replaced the answer.

“Let's see, what if they're right next to you? ”

“These are the spirits I signed with. ”

“Oh!”

"Ugh, that human is so annoying.

I was smiling with a good looking face, but the spirits sensed the greed in it sensibly.

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