She was 8 years old, so the main character was now 12 years old. After seeing his adoptive father, his only family, being eaten by a monster in front of his eyes, he survived alone and wandered around. Relying on an old spirit lantern in a contaminated area, a 12-year-old boy fighting his way through monsters, with a sword stained with his stepfather’s blood as his only weapon. After meeting the spirit of flame, Jeomhwa, and making a contract, he changes his position to a hunter, but until then, the main character was a prey at the bottom of the food chain.

‘It will be difficult.’

The whole process was documented in the novel. Even after becoming a knight of the spirit of scare, he was only a child of 12 years old. He was deceived and taken advantage of, and became an adult and a hero through countless hardships. Even after becoming a hero, he repeated his death and returned again and again, never resting in peace for a single moment. After that, it’s a bad ending. Suddenly, the main character became pitiful. She laughed out loud at the same time.

‘Now that I’m worth living, I think of the main character.’

She felt weird. Originally, she planned to meet Axel Valentine while volunteering for his subjugation squad when he first challenged the Great Labyrinth. According to the original story, everything was destroyed and the main character came back alive and made him the hope of mankind at the first challenge.

‘I planned to intervene at that time and succeed in conquering the Great Labyrinth at once.’

Now that she thought about it, it was selfish to leave Axel unattended until then.

‘I’m going to use all the information he’s got, but not help him with anything he’s struggling with… It’s too much.’

Even changing his ending was for her own sake rather than for the hero’s sake. She felt remorse.

‘If I intervene too much, it might hinder the growth of the main character. I don’t have the power to control all the variables, and to some extent I have to let things flow as they were.’

Was there any way to help the main character? While thinking about it, they arrived at the annex of the West Tower where Erich was on probation. Veronica stopped to knock on her door.

“My lady, wait a minute.”

“Huh?”

She made Ariadne withdraw a little.

“Iron horse.”

Black powder poured from her at her small whisper. It created a horse whose body was made entirely of steel. It was Veronica’s spirit water.

‘An iron horse, that’s an intuitive name.’

“Excuse me.”

Mounted on her spirit beast, Veronica lifted Ariadne with one arm and sat her in front of her.

“Did Veronica come up with the name of this spirit tree?”

“You can call me Nika… The moment I ran into him, I called him Iron Horse… The name was imprinted on it. Ugh.”

Veronica easily steered the horse without a rein. Contrary to its massive appearance, the iron horse jumped lightly and stood on the roof of the outbuilding. The roof tiles were crushed under the iron horse’s hooves.

“Oops.”

Looking down at her tile, Veronica was in tears.

“Why?”

“Breaking the tiles… I’ll be scolded again. The stairs are meant to be climbed, she nags a lot…”

“Could it be that you took out the spirit water because climbing the stairs was annoying?”

“There is also… Actually, I wanted to take this opportunity to hug you once…”

Veronica, who answered in a muffled tone, drove her elemental spirit with a slightly reddened face. The iron horse jumped off the roof and jumped up again, kicking off the wall of the western tower. Turning swiftly in the air, the iron horse hit the wall and quickly landed on the terrace at the top of the tower. When a heavy sound resounded, the silver-haired boy who was looking through the telescope in the corner of the terrace was startled.

“Aww!”

“Coward.”

“Hey! Everyone is surprised when they hear that kind of thing behind their backs!”

Erich, in a fit of rage at Veronica’s outburst, yelled at her.

“I am not surprised.”

“Is it like a monster like you!”

“Our knights… No one is surprised.”

“Of course they wouldn’t be surprised. They’re all spirit knights! Don’t compare a spirit knight with an ordinary person!”

“You… First of all, you are a wizard.”

“Since when? A little? I guess you don’t know because there are few wizards who have experienced it, but I’m tired of listening to geniuses? And wizards have the same body as normal people?”

“…Childish.”

“You started first! Ah-oh!”

Erich, who was showing off his spirit, found Ariadne belatedly and his face flushed.

“Nika, I couldn’t believe you jumped up the tower with a weak skull on your ignorant spirit? Are you crazy?”

Erich, who ran hastily, picked up Ariadne and lifted her up. Before his hand could reach, Veronica, who first hugged her, made her elemental spirit disappear.

“Iron horse, go in.”

She put Ariadne on the floor and glared at Erich.

“Skull?”

“Hey, Skeleton, are you okay? Aren’t you dizzy? She’s really ignorant of driving.”

“I’m fine…”

“Haeaeaegol?”

After interrupting Ariadne, Veronica intervened and unsheathed her sword from her belt.

“I hope that… It means lady, doesn’t it?”

“Why do you call a lady a skeleton?”

Erich snorted at her and replied. Veronica shut her mouth and swung her sword sheath.

“Ah! Ouch! Who are you hitting now, dare! Ah! Did you finally go crazy?”

“Captain, she gave permission.”

“What! ah! It hurts! Stop hitting me!”

“Even if I hit you, it will help you grow up.”

“Oh, mother really!”

While Ariadne was lost, Veronica, who had been slashing the back of Erish, kept her sword sheath.

“Dear lady, every time he say something like a skull… I will hit him.”

“Wow, no matter how it is, don’t you really have a sense that I’m the next Count?”

“If you’re dissatisfied, kick it out.”

“Ah, why did God give talent to something like that…”

“That… Yes, what I want to say.”

“I didn’t treat you properly as a wizard before, but now you think I have talent? That’s a great development. Do you appreciate the compliment?”

Erich grumbled, but approached Ariadne and checked her condition. Ariadne shook her hand quickly.

“Ah, I’m fine.”

“You were fine before, but that’s how it turned out.”

“The priest came and healed me. I’m really fine now.”

“Divine power is not omnipotent. Stupid skeleton, ouch! Hey!”

“Be careful what you say to the lady.”

“Oh, damn it. Anyway, skeleton, the divine power is… ouch!”

“I told you to be careful with your words.”

“Because it’s like a skeleton, ouch! Skeleton, oh! Call it! Whatever I call it, it’s my heart!”

“It’s so childish and rude… I’m embarrassed.”

“What! Why! No matter what I do, why are you ashamed?”

Erich, who had been stabbed in the back of the head, gritted his teeth and retorted, but when Veronica expressionlessly raised the sheath, he turned his head with a prick. Veronica sighed openly.

‘No matter what you do, you look friendly. It’s like children.’

Ariadne laughed without realizing it. Seeing her laugh, Veronica and Erich stopped moving.

“Uh.”

“Ooh, she laughed. You laughed. What can I do, it’s cuter…!”

Veronica covered her mouth with her hand and looked at her, then grabbed Erich’s shoulder and shook him.

“Look, look, what a cute person like that?”

“Uh, uh, well, it’s pretty cute for a skeleton, kkeok!”

“Stubborn until the end… Lady, don’t give anything to this guy. It’s a waste.”

Veronica, who grabbed Erich by the collar instead of his shoulder before he knew it, said coolly. Ariadne held back a laugh and shook her hand.

“Let young Count go, Nika.”

“Out of the terrace…?”

“…No, inside.”

Veronica, who looked toward the terrace railing with regretful eyes, let go of Erich. Ariadne took out an elixir bottle and handed it to him. Erich’s expression turned bizarre when he found a ribbon with his name on the glass bottle.

“What is this?”

“It is a gift. It’s the first potion I ever made.”

“You made it? You’re small and weak, so what’s missing is to make a potion… What kind of potion is it?”

“Ask grandfather.”

“What, what is it? Does the experiment you did have anything to do with this?”

“By the way, why did you say it was your fault?”

“What?”

“I said it was definitely not young Count’s fault that I fell. Even then, you said it was your fault?”

“That, um. That.”

“I heard you said you were sorry. What did you reflect on?”

“Uh…”

Erich, who was hesitant, shut his mouth. The face he didn’t know what to do. It was as if he felt guilty belatedly for arguing with a girl younger than him because of his inferiority complex.

‘Maybe it’s because he’s young, rather than Erich Weaver in the original work… something is clearly and unexpectedly nice.’

Ariadne pokes him lightly.

“Are you sorry for me?”

Erich immediately became furious.

“Hey, would you feel sorry for what I did wrong? I didn’t do anything wrong!”

“Then why did you reflect?”

“Damn it, mother? Did my mother tell you all of that?”

“You said you don’t like me, but young Count doesn’t seem to hate me that much.”

“That…”

The ears visible through the silver hair turned red. Veronica was watching him with interest. Erich looked back and forth between Veronica and Ariadne, who were staring at him blankly, then screamed.

“Who doesn’t like it? Stop talking nonsense! Guys like you are disgusting and irritating, so get out of here immediately!”

“Be careful with your words.”

“I didn’t say skeleton!”

“That’s rude.”

“Damn it, you both suck! Get out!”

Squeaking, Erich entered the terrace and slammed the door. Veronica frowned.

“Look, lady. Not saying thank you… A gift, it’s not worth giving.”

Ariadne peered through the glass door of the terrace. She could see Erich’s back as he rolled his feet away. In one of his hands, he was holding the glass bottle she had given him.

“No, I think I did a good job giving it to him.”

Ariadne laughed back, and Veronica gave her a look of disapproval.

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