His Majesty smiled and lowered his back to the chair, urging us to take an easy stance before beginning to talk about the unidentified medallion.

"I told you before how I became king."

"Yes, I know."

More than twenty years ago now, in a time when the continent was still divided and disputed into several countries, His Majesty Alfred acted as a well-known adventurer.

Such a fold, the King of the State, who would later change his name to the Kingdom of Westland, contemplated giving the throne and princess to those who fulfilled certain conditions.

The princess at the time rebelled against it, hiding her identity and becoming an adventurer before the conditions were made public, joining His Majesty's party for a number of adventures together, she said.

Eventually, the two are attracted to each other without revealing their identities, but at the same time the conditions for succession to the throne are revealed, the princess is also brought back.

Taking this, His Majesty decides to be king himself for the princess.

I succeeded the king's throne by honoring his request.

"The condition offered by the Predecessor as a condition for this was to get the hidden artifacts in the deepest part of a certain dungeon... I should have already taught this too"

"Are you saying that was this medallion?

"Ruri. Well, at the time, I never dreamed of being a substitute for generating warcraft, and interpreted it as merely a loot... that they would have asked for (...) certificates of (...) logging (...)..."

"Crusade...?

Hear the word I heard back to parrot.

Apparently His Majesty wasn't going to talk that far, and he just smiled bitterly that he had.

"I can't help what has run my mouth off. There's also the burden of conspiring with Angelica to hide a big secret. Will I tell you about that? You can imagine, though, so maybe it's just to match the answers."

If you give Medallion a crusade, I don't like it, but I can imagine the background, but I can't help but care if you don't give me an answer match.

"This artifact sought by the Predecessor was obtained by crusading a giant wolf-shaped demon with the power of ice and cold air, lurking deep in the dungeon. Technically, perhaps we should say that we were able to crusade by destroying this."

"Warcraft Scoll also stopped functioning by taking medallions. Was it still the same giant wolf that His Majesty fought for?"

"The fact that we were able to follow a bunch of Fenrill Wolves is also very similar. But we don't seem to have the means to revisit the details."

His Majesty once again deposited his weight in the chair and raised his gaze as if to reflect on the past.

"After crusading the array, Fenrill Wolf disappeared too, and that dungeon became just an underground building. The Adventurer Alliance also drastically lowered the Dungeon Rank...... no, it was revoked because there was nothing more?

If the Warcraft also produced Fenrill Wolf as a family member, and the body was destroyed so that his family could disappear, that's what Scoll and I have in common again.

It should still be seen as a medallion of warcraft similar to Scoll's.

"The Predecessor collapsed without telling the details, so how did he find out about the existence of the Giant Wolf and Medallion and how far he had come to find out the truth... and why he nominated it as a condition"

There are mysteries in the world that make you dizzy, no matter how you raise them.

Apparently, the intentions of the previous kings, too, have unfortunately become so.

Maybe - this is totally my personal imagination, but the Predecessor wanted to convert the power of the Warcraft into military power and put an end to the turmoil under the rule of our own country.

Even if you are right, Your Majesty has achieved continental unity with his own arms, and he has ended up with a useless long object without being informed of its use.

"In the end, this artifact was nothing more than a souvenir to the throne inheritance... it should be. Thanks to you, we're going to be able to give you meaning for over twenty years."

"That means..."

"I hear that your skills have enabled Lord Garnett to empower the Warcraft. If you use it separately, make it spare, and treat it as you wish."

"... thank you, Your Majesty"

Put your hand on a medallion placed flat in your hand and undo the crushed marks in two with your [repair] skills.

His Majesty Alfred grinned contentedly, making sure of it.

"Well, it's Luke. Do you have any idea where I got this medallion?

"Perhaps, the White Wolf Forest. It's a land where you have your own home."

My neighbor Garnett looks at me with a surprised face.

"It used to be said that there were big white wolves in the White Wolf Forest. Those identities were the family members of the warcraft who fought His Majesty, and His Majesty the King or even his predecessors discovered the dungeon, which led them to refrain from any activity and to no longer represent themselves on earth... This way of thinking explains one question that has been in question for many years"

Consolidating the information I have seen and heard so far, I could easily imagine that the scene of events from more than two decades ago is a forest of white wolves spreading right around my hometown.

"And above all, the reason why His Majesty stopped by my hometown just before his quest for succession to the throne… it's self-evident to think of it"

The reason I aspired to be an adventurer was because I admired many of the glorious adventures Tan had heard from His Majesty Alfred, whom I met as a child.

I can't believe this past is circling around and coming back to me in this way.

This is exactly what I never dreamed of.

"Don't play it lightly. I told you because it's you."

"Yeah, of course. I don't want to get my birthplace village into a fuss."

Take the medallion squeezed hand to your chest and keep a close eye on His Majesty's face.

"This medallion slept in my birthplace. A medallion of Warcraft Scoll that was hidden in Green Hollow, which should be called his second home. Getting two powers is very emotional."

"Ha, I'm the same emotional one"

His Majesty Alfred broke his face and then turned his warm eyes to me and to Garnett even more.

"It may be annoying, but I can't deny overlapping you with your old selves. The reason is well... I won't even have to explain it. Besides, it would be even worse if we were to discuss the same kind of warcraft. By the way, the Queen cared about your fate."

"End of the line..."

"I don't know what Rembrandt is going to do, but as far as we're concerned, he wants us to accomplish it."

- Will it come that way in this stream?

He takes a strong unintended hit and shifts his eyes next to him worried about what look he gave back.

Garnett held Adamant's sword to his chest and lay down his blushing face and held him in silence.

The moment I saw that side, my future anxiety and everything blew out of my head, and only the thought of having to make His Majesty's words real became intensely applied and consolidated.