The kingdom of Silvere, the king's capital, Silveria.
Ingris, the heroic king who built the Great Kingdom across the continent, was about to usher in his final period in a royal castle on a small high hill overlooking the capital.
By the side of the luxurious bed, the ministers refrain from slipping, giving him an uneasy look, like a lost parent.
I can't do that either - so much so that this old king is absolute to them.
When he was young, the Ingris youth, protected by the goddess Alistia, awoke as the 'Knight of God' who transcended man's body and manipulated the power of God.
With its power, it defeats demons and evil gods that threaten people, and founds the Kingdom of Silvere.
It laid wide good governance, enriched the country and brought many smiles to the people.
It was in a generation that we built this kingdom of Silvere, which is said to last a thousand years.
merit left behind, and its noble spirit of devotion to people without private mind-
Scholars do not publicly proclaim that King Ingris is the greatest king in history.
The poems made by the bards to glorify King Ingris will go up in the hundreds and thousands.
So much Yingjie is about to be lost from this country now.
No hero can escape old age and death.
Something unknown to everyone, such as the kingdom of Silvere without King Inglis.
I can't even tell you not to be anxious.
"Everybody. Don't look like that. Can't you pass away with your hair pulled behind you?"
King Ingris has a gentle tone and shows off a serene joke.
My old, totally weak body already has a hard time getting out of bed.
"So, please be well -! The people and the country still need His Majesty's help!
One of the ministers said that in tears.
"Don't be impotent. This is heavenly destiny - I think I've worked very hard with it. The Lord has helped you... thank you, all of you. I'll take care of the rest."
To the words of King Ingris, the ministers begin to sob.
I appreciate you thinking so much about yourself, but I'm already old enough to be ready. I want you to send it out bright if you can - without even thinking about it.
"Inglis -"
That's when the clear, beautiful woman's voice got in my ear.
To that voice, King Ingris remembers nostalgia.
This is the only person I know who will abandon me anymore.
That's what I'm in. Whether you want it or not.
Something I don't know about life. When I was younger, I never thought of myself as a king.
I only asked for my strength, and I wanted to live with one arm.
Everything changed when I met this other guy.
"Oh... it's been a while"
King Inglis breaks up with each other.
On the pillow stood a beautiful woman in a white costume.
Without any foretaste, abruptly...
"Your Majesty. What is it?
The ministers can't seem to see that.
Naturally. The figure of God is invisible to man unless God himself tries to do so.
It was the demigods, the demigods, the knights of God (Divine Night), who clearly saw their existence in King Ingris.
And it was this goddess, Alistair, who blessed the young King Ingris and made him a Divine Knight.
"No, it's nothing. Everybody take it off a little bit. I want to be alone."
King Ingris expels the ministers.
As one, she seemed unaware of the presence of the goddess Alistair.
When it was just the Goddess and the two of us, King Inglis laughed happily.
"I miss you. When was the last time you saw me - beautiful as ever. I wanted to see you for the last time."
"Me too. Inglis -"
Alistair, the goddess, softly touched the wrinkled cheeks of King Ingris.
"Thank you so much for your hard work. You've worked really well for the world and people."
"If you say so, it will be worth the effort. This old man has a high nose."
"Heh heh. Me, too. There was no madness in these eyes that made you the Knight of God."
Alistair, the goddess, smiled so beautifully that she didn't think she belonged in this world.
"Inglis. I came before you today..."
"I understand. Will you look at the end of this old age?
"No, it's not. I would like to reward you with something - any wishes? Anything I can do, I can do for you."
"Anything - is it?
"Yes, given your work, it's natural."
The goddess smiled and nodded deeply.
In response, King Ingris often silences himself.
There is no shame in my own way of life.
Good work with me - you can be proud of that.
But it's not like I don't think, "If this were the case," either.
What people think, what life is, is not that simple.
The rest of King Ingris' heart - it was something he didn't think he had extinguished his own martial arts.
Although he did possess transcendental power as a divine knight (Divine Knight), he had not been able to exercise himself, especially since the founding of the Kingdom of Silvere, when he was busily killed to serve as king.
As a samurai, that was my heart.
So - King Ingris answers:
"Well...... if I may, I will be reborn again"
"Inglis. How so?
"I was interested in something called a different way of life. My whole life, I devoted myself to the cause of my country and my people. I have no regrets about that. I'm proud of you."
"Yes."
"But if you didn't become king and devoted your whole life to your own martial arts - it's not like you're not interested in how much power you had. If you'll forgive me, I'll try to live that way."
"... I see. You were a mercenary when I first met you."
"Master Left. In the root part, I consider myself a samurai more than a king. Besides, if we're reborn into the future, we'll find out what's going on in this country. And I want to know how you all inherited this country."
"... ok Inglis. Let us hear your wish."
The goddess smiled so gently.
"I look forward to seeing you again in the distant future."
And softly hug King Ingris's body, which is completely thin and thin.
To its comfort King Inglis closed his eyes and let himself be.
While I was doing so, at some point the figure of the goddess had disappeared.
That evening - King Ingris passed away.
At the end of the day, on the balcony of the living room, watching the breathtaking sights of the country and the people he has loved and dedicated all of his life to -
Many loyalists saw the fall of a great hero.
The face of death was in peace, full of tenderness to mercy the people.
The Kingdom of Silvere has lost a great father.
From now on, we're going to walk on our own feet.
And the time has passed...
It's like an endless amount of time, after all that fine sleep...
King Ingris felt his consciousness awaken.
I saw two shadows in my gaze.
To a brunette, a silver-haired man.
Men hold up their bodies more often than not.
My body is small, and I barely move.
This is my body getting red.
Are you sure you reincarnated - that's the help of the goddess?
I can't help but admire that.
"Ha-ha-ha! All right, Ingris, high up ~ ~"
I guess he's the father. A silver-haired man was lifting his body in a good mood.
Hi. By coincidence, they say the name given to you, even when you're reborn, is Ingris.
Personally, I should have welcomed it.
I still have an attachment to that name I've lived with for a long time.
"You. If you rock so much, you'll be scared of Ingris."
"Oh well. I'm sorry. But you did it, Serena! She's a pretty girl just like you!
(WHAT!? Girl!?)
Raise your voice in your heart.
The surprise had simply turned into a cry of ogre.