I Became the First Prince

It was still late in the afternoon, when the sun was not completely set, and the woman's face had a deep, pale moonlight.

What about the dark darkness that surrounds you?

He frowned and frowned.

“It would have turned out a little bit in the normal way. ”

I complained small with Earth in my sword, and the woman, Ophelia, groaned.

[In my own way, were you surprised?]

I snorted at her saying that she would be surprised if she showed up alive.

“That's what I mean. ”

I almost got better at it.

Faced with a woman with a pale face that popped out of the darkness, confronting a living moving skeleton was far more beneficial to the health of the heart.

“How long have you been waiting for me? ”

[Since that time you were supposed to be in whitewriting.]

It sounded like a nag to me, "Why don't you just stand still?"

“More than that... Surprise. ”

There was Ophelia who looked out the window at the world, measured time, and turned her head to the original Rich.

“I almost had a heart attack. ”

[You said this was better.]

Somehow, I frowned at the feeling that the conversation was unfolding.

Then I looked at her hand, and it hardened.

“You..."

In the past, Ophelia lost her land and her paperwork in exchange for a glimpse of the truth that was not given to me.

But now her hand was missing another finger.

Stop leaving one word and disappear cleanly.

[I've only been paid for my over-the-topic work, and it's not that great, so you don't have to look at me so calmly.]

If you listen to her straight away, it's for the Maestro who doesn't know how important fingers are.

At least I wasn't so ignorant of the Maestro.

Even with ten fingers, she now had to complete the complex and profound enchantment with seven fingers.

I don't know, but her magic can't be the same as before.

Ophelia said as if she had looked into my heart.

Unlike before, there's only one word left, so it's not a bigger loss than I thought.

I knew how embarrassing her words were, but I wanted her words to be true this time.

On the other hand, I felt that her missing finger would have nothing to do with why she had to come to me to the far central part of the dungeon.

I waited for her to pull the gun.

[The boundaries of the past and the present have been broken.]

Afterwards, Ophelia opened her mouth.

[The past has lost its immutability, and the present has lost its firmness.]

Hearing her voice echoes like a savory song, her back neck stiffens.

[The future was twisted, and there were countless possibilities.]

She continued to sing about the changes in the world with her chin tapered.

[Some of them will benefit human beings, but some of them will be harmful to humans, and there will be scary and nasty things happening all over the place.]

It was not necessary to recall the return of the pharaoh dragon and the plague monarch.

I came all the way here right now to take care of what happened to Count Branburg.

Ophelia said this would happen all over the world.

I was also concerned.

But not all of the things that came from a changing world were terrible.

I did it this time.

On the contrary, if you can persuade the villagers to become pretty good cavalry power, they will also appear.

Of course, Europeans and Kentauros don't think so.

Ophelia continued to speak while I was submerged for a moment.

Much of it was about the confusion that would arise from past existences.

He said that there would be some calamity. Every word he said was not evil, and every word he said was not a disaster.

[The boundaries of the past and the present are broken, and the shackles that bind the old beings are also cut off together.]

I was drooling.

It could not be an example of the catastrophe she had said so far, but among other things, what was now the most horrible.

At the end of the Great War, numerous foreign kings and nobles inscribed their names in the Final Declaration.

Some into the forest, some into the ground, some into the deep darkness.

In so doing, they were distributed to every corner of the world by the winner.

But they could be released into the world at once.

The first thing that came to mind were evil and cunning fairies, including Sigrun.

I didn't know how many of the Elder High Elves were still there.

Maybe it was Sigrun alone.

That alone was a terrible disaster.

But fortunately, the shackles that were still holding the fairies were not all broken.

It's a rare world to remember the Final Declaration.

Most of those who still lived and remembered it were xenophobics who were ruled by the Declaration, but some were not.

Observer of the Final Declaration, notary of the Pledge.

One of them was me.

The promise of that day will not be completely forgotten, nor will the effect of the Declaration disappear completely while I am alive.

At least as long as I remember the Final Declaration and don't forget the oath of the Gentiles.

That's why I was there that day.

The question was how many of the observers and notaries still lived and remembered it.

Probably not much. Maybe I'm the only one left.

Whatever happened, it was clear that the enforcement of the Covenant would never be possible.

It was a pity, but there wasn't much I could do in this situation.

I merely cried out for the sanctity of the covenant and sent the Gentiles back where my eyes were crazy.

Even then, in a changing world, it would not last long.

I was evil at it.

I had to grow more strength for the day to come.

If the king and others knew it, they would run, but now was not the time to be left alone in the royal palace and kill.

I made a quick plan into my head.

The chaos in the kingdom calmed down as quickly as possible, and furthermore, me and my knights also sought a way to do more.

While I think about it, my face sank without even knowing it.

[Again, it's not just that everything is going to be bad for humans.]

Ophelia said in a hopeful tone, unlike before.

[Something most beneficial to humans has already come to the world, and it is flowering without anyone knowing, and now it is sowing its seeds in the world.]

He spoke comfortably with his mouth, and glanced at me with a dull eye.

[It's like dawn when everyone sleeps and no one knows.]

She smiles as she cooks to see what's so funny. Just like I made a funny joke that I only knew myself.

I'm not having any fun.

Rather, I hit the nonderry.

It would have been quite fascinating if it had been a lifetime, but for now it was just a horrible skeleton scratching its chin.

I didn't like the look.

“Hmm.”

I was very curious about something she said, but I didn't ask.

If she had been able to tell me the truth, if she hadn't told me, it would have cost me a great deal to tell the truth.

I was so locked in my thoughts that I came up with something to be confirmed with her.

“Ophelia.”

She laughed and looked at me.

“I was human before I was a sword. ”

If she had always looked at me with bitter eyes, if she had said pity on me like a mouthpiece, perhaps she had already peered into my past with the power of God.

I believed she could tell me the answer I was looking for.

[If only a human being had a body of hot blood and flesh, you were human in the past.]

I had already guessed, but there was no big shock.

Just curiosity was amplified.

If what I saw was really a memory of my past life, why should I stay alone in the snowfield and die lonely, what kind of life did I have to cut myself off from?

I don't know what I was when I was human.

When I poured out the question, Ophelia looked at me quietly.

[Is there anything different now?]

She said to me in a gentle tone.

[Even if you had a body of cold iron, not even a drop of blood would flow in your body, at least I know you were never human.]

I opened my eyes in the words of Ophelia, who didn't even think.

She didn't avoid my eyes.

High Rich's gaze was so warm that he only looked cold.

Her eyes were telling me.

The flesh is just a shell, so you are still more human than anyone in the past.

“If Arwen had told me to live like a man, I would never have agreed to that. ”

[I don't think she would have said that.]

She plays around in a somewhat embarrassed mood, and she struggles with her chin.

[Nevertheless, if you ask me about your past, I can only tell you this.]

Ophelia looks at me stiffly.

[You were the greatest and noblest knight of all time.]

She said so and looked at me slippery again.

Ophelia appeared to overlap with her before life, looking at her with a thick eyelid.

A woman who looked at me with a sad face because she was poor, full of compassion and compassion.

She was no longer a horrible skeleton.

“I see.”

I turned my head over her with the same face as Ophelia in my life.

It was awkward and turtle.

“The only reason you came to me was to warn me. ”

So I turned the topic around, and she laughed again.

This time it was a mischievous smile.

[I'm here to let you know.]

“What?”

[I was released from the shackles of the past, too.]

Ophelia continues her words in a fresh voice.

High Rich, who avoided death and gained eternity, but became a prisoner tied to the mountainous peaks, has now regained his freedom.

She spoke to me in a very refreshing voice.

“Was there such a constraint? ”

I was truly astonished at what he said.

“I thought I was just stuck in a dungeon studying magic. ”

She looked at me with a rather frozen face and said it as an excuse.

She wasn't interested in anything but magic in her life, so I thought she was after High Rich.

She was forced to join an expedition that she didn't want 400 years ago and then went through some bad things. Even now, she has taken away time to hang on to her favorite magic research and couldn't ask for anything.

Sacrifice and devotion will be enough at once.

A small smile spread over her face as she looked at me with a ridiculous face.

[You seem so determined. Even in the past, even now.]

I didn't know what it meant.

[That's why I can't leave you alone. I pretend to be all alone, and I don't want to be fooled.]

“I've never heard that before. ”

I was real.

If Montpellier or anyone else who looked like a viper had listened to Ophelia now, they would have seen what she looked like.

But unfortunately they are not here right now.

Only Ophelia was in front of me.

And even she was just leaving.

[We'll see you soon.]

Her appearance became blurred as she melted in the darkness.

Until then, I've learned that talking to me is just a fantasy, not a body.

I can't believe the fantasy I made sitting in the Tower of the Far Back was so obvious.

“There are at least eight individuals. ”

I paid tribute to her accomplishments over the last 400 years.

* *

Deep and deep dungeons, High Rich winks.

[Dawn Knight who drove the Night of Abyss.]

[A great hero betrayed and abandoned.]

[The last witness to remember the vow to remain alone.]

[Scale on the opposite side of the chaos that is about to blow.]

Fragmented words began to flow between the jaws.

[Poor soul left in the past and present boundaries.]

Fragmented words became a deep sigh.

[May all that you have accomplished in your past life finally return to the great glory]

[lest life should be left to you as a hasty and painful dream.]

Deep sighs again became a earnest aspiration.

[Poor Gruhorn, who forgets himself.]

[First Knight.]

And when desperate aspirations finally reached the forgotten old name,

Curr.

The world trembled.