Main Character Hides His Strength

A blizzard rolls in the cold outside.

Bustling taverns.

The shadows of the people passed relentlessly through the rattling lights, and beside the flames was a bard singing an old song from his mouth to his mouth with a beautiful voice.

The wishes and wishes of all the people of the world.

It's engraved on your chest, and you're pushing towards the edge.

Seven heroes who don't even have a name now.

Who has seen their final battle?

The rhymes and tunes of the song were beautiful and the lyrics were also meaningful from the long past teachings, but one part disturbed people's nerves.

“What kind of hero are the seven? Did he appear as a hero because of the disaster? ”

In a drunken rage, the bard had to pause his song and ask for understanding.

But technically, it's not his problem to apologize.

The song in question is a song written thousands of years ago by an unknown writer.

Perhaps the drunkards from the east did not show any signs of settling.

It was around that time that the man who silently poured the cup in the corner got up from his seat.

A man wearing a coat made of black leopard hide on a heavy breastplate.

Although the face did not seem to be concealed by the shadows created by the hood, everyone in the tavern was once surprised by his robust figure and heavy equipment and once again surprised by the intangible pressure emanating from his body.

The mystery man approaches the bard surrounded by drunks. The drunkards, who were like ferocious wolves, bowed their heads and moved aside as they looked at the man.

The man said in a choking silence.

“How about changing the lyrics like this? Instead of seven heroes, one king forever. ”

The bard stood up and just nodded, a majestic voice that sounded soft but shook every corner of his body.

The mystery man taps the bard on the shoulder, hands him a gold coin, and then leaves the tavern.

“Sir! There's a huge blizzard outside. Why don't you stay the night? ”

The tavern owner approaches late, but the man opens the door of the tavern and disappears.

The tavern, which had been static for a while, began to revive once the man disappeared.

People were jealous of his luck when you came to the bard, too, and stared jealously or with envious eyes at the gold coins placed on the bard's palm.

In a loud voice, an old man's voice suddenly burst out.

“No, isn't this the Lutetinean Doubloon? ”

Even the bard who wasn't interested in the bard came to the hall.

A merchant asked the bard for forgiveness and felt the doubloons.

“Absolutely. This perfect purity. This perfection is not blended with any impurities. This is a genuine Ruthegian gold coin that only the King of Rutheginia has the power to issue. The League of Merchants is running the Trash doubloons' ark. ”

Suddenly, I was lucky to receive the gold coin, but I smiled brightly at the bard because the gold coin was much more valuable than the spare coin.

He rushed into the rain and sang the song about the problem he had insulted earlier. Hoping to be heard by an unknown stranger who has brought unexpected luck.

Whew!

Outside the tavern, a blizzard was raging that was hard to control, as the owner had said.

However, the mystery man walks towards a dark, white-eyed darkness that does not scare him a bit.

How long have you been walking like that?

In front of him stands a swanky woman in an indecipherable mask.

She looks at the mystery man, bows her head, shows an example, and kneels politely.

“Your Majesty.”

There may not be many people in the tavern who recognize her, but it would be surprising if someone with that kind of vision existed.

Kneeling before an enigmatic stranger, this woman has the same outfit as Aquaroa, a continent that is famous all over the world.

Although it is not well known in the world, there is only one person on Aquaroa's knees.

The Emperor of Old Ruthegia.

3-continental Chromium Guard.

“Something urgent? Seeing you appear before me without words. ”

The riddle stranger looked down at Aquila and said in a callous voice that was completely different from when he was in the tavern.

Aquaroa nods at him.

“The second disaster was resolved. ”

A creepy light flashed through the hood when I heard it.

“Did he solve it again? The Summoner from the other side. ”

Aquaroa nods.

“We don't know the details, but the way things are going so far, that guy must have done something. But it's not definitive. ”

A moment of silence passed.

The mystery man seems to be thinking of something.

After a long time, Aquaroa waited patiently for the man's words.

Immediately, a man's voice rang.

“What about the next disaster? Is it a catastrophe of war in an ordained order? ”

“If I did, I wouldn't have appeared without notice to you. ”

Aquaroa took a parchment out of his arms and politely presented it to the mysterious stranger.

The man simply raises his hand to make the parchment move and colonizes it before his eyes.

The parchment had the following phrase written on it:

[There must be only one crown on the continent before the yellow death from the eastern sea touches the ancient pillar. Otherwise, the living will see. The wrath of the true god descends on this earth.]

“A disaster that leaves one king. ”

Once again, a strange light flashed through the hood.

“That's odd.”

The man put down parchment.

The parchment returned to Aquaroa's hands.

“Among the many types of disasters, the final disaster that can be resolved comes first. ”

“Perhaps they're in a hurry. ”

“In a hurry?”

“There are reports of a yellow fallout that kills everything in the far eastern oceans approaching the continent. ”

Aquaroa casts a spell and creates a statue in front of the passengers.

Inside the statue was a world in which everything turned yellow.

“The ashes of evil gods. The Ancient Seal has been broken. ”

The stranger looked up at the distant sky and said as if to recite it.

There was once a man who was king.

The man who abandoned his crown and went on the road was called the Wandering King in the world.

Without a crown or territory or people, he seemed to have lost everything, but in reality he did not.

“... but nothing will change. ”

The Wandering King Chromgard takes off his hood.

Prostrating next to him, Aquaroa gives him an iron helmet that is grey-sensitive.

A helmet that has been clearly pierced inside, but can never be viewed inside.

The Wandering King turns his back in his iconic gray helmet.

Inside the seemingly blurry inn, a bard's song was playing.

He's not even giving us a name right now.

One immortal king.

As the sad, loving, and devout song repeats itself, the Wandering King turns around and says in a heavy voice.

“The time has come to find the crown. ”

Leaving behind a single word, the king without a crown walked into an invisible blizzard.

The darkness swallowed him up in an instant.

*

La Grande, the capital of the Human Empire.

The empire at the top.

The Emperor of the Empire sat on a golden throne and listened to the Catholics' report with an expressionless face.

“A king. ”

His gaze stopped at a young woman with a fancy figure in a gorgeous suit, rather than bending over a large number of substitutes from side to side.

As he gestures, the acolytes' voices echo by his side.

“No Defense Commander of the Islands. Your Majesty, I command you to take twenty steps forward. ”

After Arcubus, someone who became the Lord Commander of the Archipelago stood before the Emperor with a stiff face.

Twice the emperor shakes his hand, and the palace wizards join hands in honour of the spell, creating an invisible veil and silence between the emperor and the dog.

The emperor stares at the dog in a space where nothing is visible and no sound is leaking out, speaking with a majestic voice.

“Lord Commander of the Archipelago. ”

Numerous previous experiences have proven that no one is an ordinary regent.

The catastrophe in Lagranje could have been a decisive trigger for a meeting of some abilities, but it turned out that Arcubus, an executive who had heard the future from someone, had not reported it to the authorities.

The incident with the emperor of the mortal empire, who was wounded by the world's enemies and injured, served to strengthen her position within the empire, rather than threaten any position.

Above all, the emperor's attitude towards no one was changing throughout the world.

“What happens next? ”

The emperor asked.

No one hesitated without hesitation.

An emperor who meets hundreds of people a day.

He found out that someone was reluctant to answer and asked again.

“Is there a problem? ”

“Your Majesty.”

Someone answered.

“May I speak frankly? ”

The emperor nods.

Then someone bit his lower lip and began to look upright at the emperor, expressing a determined expression.

“There seems to be an intervention in this world that I don't know about. ”

“Someone's will? ”

At the emperor's words, a dog nods.

“The future that I experienced and the present that is going on is getting a little disconnected. ”

As he said that, someone gradually looked up at the emperor. Because her words were close to self-destruct.

No one is more useless than a regretter who can't read the future.

The emperor stares at the air silently for a moment.

Immediately, a majestic voice resounded on the throne.

“So, you don't know the future? ”

Someone shakes their head.

“It's not completely wrong. Only the second disaster was resolved early. ”

“Then tell me. The future ahead. ”

There was an unpleasantness in the Emperor's voice.

He has absolutely no time.

It is the decision of the emperor to take this special time. Therefore, there is no time to hear such pranks.

The moment I shot a dog thinking that way, a voice stuck in his ear like a screech.

“Your Majesty... you have lost your crown. ”

“ ……. ”

There was no change in the face of the emperor.

I thought something was coming.

‘I can't believe you got caught in a place like this in the middle of nowhere. ’

Of course, she has the ability to escape even in the imperial palace.

She is the most vigilant of the human realms, and even the palace of the Assassination Bridge has come into my house.

As someone prepares for a quick parting, a frostbite sounds like the emperor.

“To whom?”

Someone who heard the question sighed and told her the future she knew.

“I am the Wandering King Chromgard. ”

The emperor will not believe what has happened in the future. How can he face the Emperor of the Human Empire who rules the continent without a soldier, without a single speck on the ground, and without a single people?

Even though the old nobles of Rutheginia have a moderately powerful faction, the Emperor has the assistance of an absolute loyal air fleet and his brother Shamal Lazift.

The emperor had nothing to say.

Some look forward to mischief or ridicule, waiting for the next word, and then gradually raise their heads.

Something unexpected happened.

What came to the Emperor's mouth was a bright, unaffected smile, not a smile, not a scorn.

“Is that it? Is that the only reason you're talking? ”

It's like he knew it all along.

Rather, there was a dark veil in his eyes called majesty, and a light of hope was rising.

“You said the future you saw was wrong, right? ”

When the Emperor asks, someone bows and nods.

“That's right.”

“Is that amplitude big? ”

“It's not crucial enough to overturn everything, but it's shaking fairly wide. ”

A big smile came out of the mouth of the emperor who had heard it. Some doubted their ears.

Maybe it's because I heard the real laughter of an emperor I'd never heard before.

She looks up at the emperor, who sits on the throne, a moment later.

The emperor was staring at the air as he stroked the tip of his chin. The eyes of repentance flourish.

“Cromgard, your reign will never come again...!" ”

A week has passed since the third disaster was declared in the world.

The continent that was still buried in winter was still peaceful on the outside, but behind it a furnace-like flame was slowly boiling.

It's not just the Human Empire.

Still powerful kings like the Dwarf Kingdom and the Ancient Kingdom were looking for ways to deal with the problems they faced, and they were carefully rolling the tablets on which side Independents like the Minor Kingdom and the League of Merchants would stick.

The reason why people are not united, even though it is near extinction in the world, is very simple.

Those who take off the crown alive are so few in their hands.

Here are two kings without a crown.

One was known to have nothing, but in fact, he had everything and hid and waited for the time.

Whereas there is nothing for another king.

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol was looking up at the sky.

It was a wonderfully clean and clear sky.

He raises his hand and strokes the chest.

I didn't want to do anything and felt okay to do it, but the fate that was given did not leave him alone.

The Crucifixion of the Covenant in the Heart was calling to him.

To another swirling battlefield.