Dorei Tensei – Sono Dorei Saikyou no Moto Ouji ni Tsuki –

The work of crushing and folding 300 large trees, which was still a daily routine, with bare hands is finished.

The big tree that is several times the size of the adult's torso can be crushed and broken without any particular problems with my power.

Started when I was five, twelve years early.

This exercise is now finished before the sun rises when it starts early in the morning.

As a result of continuous work without rest, the surrounding mountains ran out of trees and the prospects were much better than in the past.

When I wipe the sweat of my lightly lit body, the only scratch on my body comes into my eyes from the stiff clothes.

----Blood Deed Curse.

The wound engraved on the left chest is the worst of the slaves, which was contracted for life by blood and can be called a curse. This is a different way to de-curse one by one, and I can't undo it without knowing it. In addition, if the contractor dies, he dies three days later.

Ars Ditland.

There is no one in this world who knows this name.

It is the name of the sorcerer who killed one of the four dragons, the tyrannosaurus dragon Helartio, and the name of the young prince of the kingdom of Carlitz. And it's also my name. But not Ars Ditland now.

Ars Ditland is dead.

As the words put it, my body couldn't stand the power of my magic and died at thirty years old.

But at the time, I was studying a magic that was unique in the world: resurrection of the dead. And by chance, I was able to create reincarnation magic.

What I learned at the end of my research was that there are some constraints on the soul.

Among them, there was a way out about memory. Soul and memory are not necessarily homogeneous.

I separated my soul from my memory and used it without hesitation.

And I was reincarnated as a Wallace Sai.

I wish I had the best body I ever wanted, but I never thought I'd be reborn from a prince to a slave family.

To be honest, this reincarnation was a success, but a big part of the failure.

One is that he was born as a slave with restricted liberty.

The other thing is, I couldn't stand the magic of all my powers without training this body.

It's time to finish up and finish up in your ideal body.

"Wallace, you've practiced well until today," said the head of the rhinoceros in a majestic voice.

I replied with a smile, "To this extent, it won't be a preparatory exercise anymore."

"You're the only one in the family who can laugh at this level," says Father, pulling his cheeks slightly.

"So, what's your father doing here?

It is the first time in years that my father himself has come to the place where I am training. Even with the usual attitude, I decided that something special was going on.

"Always sharp, though. Today we have decided to send you out as a guardian slave."

My father went on and tried to explain what the escort slave was, but I blocked it with my hands.

It is customary to have a crown system for those in a position of nobility or higher. In order to protect the territory, you must become an adventurer, go to the battlefield, improve your martial arts, and show your achievements both inside and outside.

Its achievements reduce the number of invaders and increase the number of those who wish to become officials and military. That's why I killed the predator Hell Artio.

Therefore, it is necessary to accompany those who are skilled and trustworthy to travel. Some of them use absolutely obedient escort slaves.

I thought you were quite a person to accustom the whole family to the Blood Deed curse...

"What kingdom surrounds this rhinoceros?

I talked as if it were natural.

The rhinoceros are slaves, but they are even trained and equipped with tough flesh and combat power. When I was Ars Ditland, I had heard that there was a family that specialized in fighting like that.

"I don't think it's time to tell you anymore," said Father, stroking his beard, which began to mix with gray hair, "it's a London blooming house in the Kingdom of Euresia. You will serve as a guardian slave to Her Royal Highness Princess Celestia."

The kingdom of Euresia, a little confused in a country I had never heard of when I was a prince.

Perhaps the world changed before I knew it.

As a slave, I didn't have the opportunity to know anything about it because there was nothing around me.

It may have been a mistake to train your body without using magic since birth.

"Is the country a big country?" I seriously asked.

"It's small. There is a great kingdom of Carlitz a little further away, but does that bother you?

"No, I'm glad it sounds more interesting in small countries."

The fact that there is a kingdom of Carlitz means, at least, that the world hasn't changed.

Perhaps the timeline of my rebirth is skewed. You can investigate magically from now on, but before you know it, I decided to prioritize my preparations for my way to the Kingdom of Euresia.

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Three days after my father's report, I left for the Kingdom of Euresia, and I had the opportunity to meet a group of about 20 travellers.

It was a group of less wealthy travellers, but my dress was terrible from the viewpoint of the traveler, and I understood in an instant that there was a distance that I could not fill.

To describe it as clothing, I thought it was terrible at first to just tie a cloth with a rope, but I got used to wearing it for 17 years, and it seemed like my senses were going crazy.

I waved to the travelers about the current Carlitz kingdom. What I learned there was that seventeen years had passed since I died and that Ars Ditland was still alive.

I realized that the timeline was not skewed at all in the reincarnation, but I was struck by the fact that I was supposed to be alive.

My name alone made it easier to rule the kingdom of Karlitz, a great power. But I was worried about my current king, Ilus, about hiding his death in a boulder. As far as I know, the virus wasn't that stupid.

And it turns out that the place where I was practicing was Chlorina, the Church that supports the Adventurer Alliance, which is under the direct control of Chlorina.

The country is the eternal neutral region in the heart of the world where the Pope lives.

I couldn't help but think that Her Royal Highness would come here.

As a guardian slave, the princess herself might imitate the Crown system, but once that happens, we'll have to go through the process in this country of Chloriana.