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    • by Cristae In any case, thanks to attending the banquet, I had learned the improved functions of Promise that came with increased narrative intervention. I learned that the terrifying crown prince was not omnipotent. I got a general sense of the opinions of the capital’s upper class. Meanwhile, Behemoth and the two pairs of twins were focusing on demolishing the course meal. Apparently satisfied with the food, Behemoth—who would get noisy if fed anything he disliked—didn’t let out a single…
    • by Cristae 1891 (1) ‘Right, even if I become the one who shakes the protagonist’s mentality, getting entangled in the narrative is still getting entangled. Damn it.’ Arthur used to say, referring to Melchior, ‘That person has about a hundred ways to achieve his will even without using his skill,’ and it was true. Soon, the murderous intent lingering in Arthur’s eyes vanished as if washed away. Arthur himself knew better than Kleio that this was a cheap trick. He’d seen it all his…
    • by Cristae 1891 (2) When Kleio returned to the Asser mansion, completely exhausted, it was already late into the dawn, the sky beginning to brighten. ‘Wow, seriously. There were a lot of old folks there, but everyone’s stamina is insane. They’re not even college freshmen who just turned twenty, but if this was Seoul, they’d have drunk and danced until the first subway. Is that upper-class swag? I must have peasants for ancestors. I couldn’t do that even if I was told to.’ Kleio, shedding his…
    • by Cristae Toward the Reprint! (1) After staring at the map for quite some time, Kleio realized that sleet had turned the sky white. ‘…Not today.’ With this weather, neither trains nor carriages would be able to travel between Fesselrn and Lundane. Behemoth, who had been licking hot chocolate with cognac, was already dozing off. ‘It’s a very snowy winter. I can’t tell if this is normal or if it’s just this year.’ It was the first Albion winter for “Kim Jeongjin.” Though the…
    • by Cristae Toward the Reprint! (2) Leaving the school, Kleio walked toward the tram stop. ‘As expected, emphasizing the public benefit. I knew this would work best.’ There was no lie in the story he used to persuade Maria. Since the Conqueror King was a knight who used ether and there were knight orders in the main domains of the north, south, east, and west, people’s trust in them was strong. However, since mages often avoided public activities, ordinary people rarely saw them. ‘Graduates…
    • by Cristae Towards a reprint! (3) On Arc Street, downstream on the east bank of the Tempus River, printing, bookbinding, and book finishing businesses were densely clustered together. Cleio, who got off the carriage first, stood by the door and helped Dione get down. Since the alley was narrow and the ground was rutted, Cleio had to focus all her attention on supporting Dione. The street, whose ground was worn into wheel shapes due to the ceaseless passage of carts and carriages, now even felt familiar to…
    • by Cristae Towards the reprint! (4) “No, there’s no case of doing business like this. There’s a payment deadline, so according to that, the promissory note….” “I am doing this because I can fully handle it. The remaining amount can also be paid in installments during the process through negotiation, so I hope you’ll keep that in mind.” “Why are you going this far for me?” “I’m Fran’s friend, and Mr. Bartleby, you’re Fran’s friend as well, aren’t you? I don’t want that…
    • by Cristae Kleio, Asser “My little brother, have you been well?” With a broad smile, Vlad spread his arms and pulled Kleio into a quick hug, then let him go carelessly. Kleio, staggering from the rough touch, barely managed to regain his balance by grabbing the centerpiece. Last time, since it was essentially their first meeting, it was hard to read his intentions, but seeing him a second time, it became clear. ‘He’s asserting dominance right from the start. As if we’ve met enough for…
    • by Cristae North of the Mountain Range (1) Kleio just smiled. As long as there was no proven way to discern souls, until then, he was Gideon Asser’s second son. “It’s surprising to have my very existence as your younger brother denied just because of some memory issues. As you say, I am Father’s child and your brother.” “Younger brother, you say. Do you even consider me family by blood? You don’t remember anything about me. Yet you brazenly swept through the Capital Merchants’ Guild’s…
    • by Cristae North of the Mountain Range (2) “Let’s stop and eat now. The food will get cold.” “Oh no, it’d be a waste if it gets cold.” “We’d better eat quickly.” Isiel, who calmed down the twins, took the last empty seat. She seemed to be checking if Kleio, who arrived late, was injured or unwell. Arthur, who had been devouring his share of lamb meatballs, finally stopped laughing. “Anyway, don’t worry too much about being late, Ray. With all this snow, no carriage could get to…
    • by Cristae The Northern Side of the Mountain Range (3) "Where in this neighborhood could you possibly make any money? Hardly anyone lives here, and even if you tried to collect something, the duke’s private land must all be mountains, right?" "You only know one thing and not the other. There aren't many people, but rare creatures are scattered all over these mountain ranges. Even so, for outsiders to sneak in and dig them up, the wild animals are fierce and the terrain is rugged." "Well, even the road…
    • by Cristae The Northern Side of the Mountain Range (4) Arthur couldn’t wake up again even as Mietz grabbed him by the collar and shook him, and just collapsed completely. Maybe it was because he’d reunited with someone he could trust and lean on, and that made it easier for him to relax. With a deep sigh, Mietz picked up Chel on one hip and Arthur on the other, and hauled them up to the second-floor rooms. He put Chel in Isiel’s room, Arthur in the room he would share with Clayeo, and then returned to…
    • by Cristae Tristain Knight Order (1) Clayeo just blinked. He was so shocked it felt like the alcohol he’d drunk was churning all the way up his esophagus. "But the moment he broke the , a small void appeared within him. Do you believe in something like innate nature, Asser student? I don’t. I’ve seen that a person, as the sum of memory and experience, collapses when they lose their memories." "So you’re saying that purely because he lost his memories, Pierce Klagen became a petty man who changes his…
    • by Cristae The Tristain Knight Order (2) The Tristain duke’s manor was a fortress built atop a mountain cliff. The base and walls of the castle were carved directly out of solid rock. Turrets stood at each corner of the walls, and above them rose spires and watchtowers. Among them, the main keep’s tower, towering as if looking down from above, was particularly imposing. ‘Truly, a natural fortress. They say it held off a horde of monsters a thousand years ago… It’s no wonder such legends exist. To…
    • by Cristae Tristain Order of Knights (3) Just because one was caught didn't mean they couldn't make excuses, of course. "Uh, well… it's a bit hard to say. Right before I came here, my brother stopped by the capital, you know? At that time, I happened to see some documents from the investigation department of his company that he brought. If this gets out, my brother will probably hate it, so please just pretend you don't know anything." They were the kind of Aser family members who didn't usually keep in…
    • by Cristae Tristain Order of Knights (4) 'Is it here!!!' Cleio, without thinking, activated first. As if it had been waiting, 'Promise' flashed. Without caring that the milk tea bottle rolled away, Cleio sprang to his feet. The children also drew their swords without hesitation and formed up in the formation they had carefully discussed every night. Chel and the twins spread out from Isiel and Arthur, then covered Cleio. Cleio quickly pulled out a piece of mana crystal bronze from his subspace…
    • by Cristae The large bathhouse in the basement of the lodging building, located at the base of the castle, was connected to a hot spring. The children, freshly washed in the steaming water, gathered in the lounge connected to the dining room on the first floor of the lodging. The furniture in the lounge was all carved from rough, raw wood, but with the fireplace blazing, the atmosphere was cozy. Chel, dressed in a clean shirt and pants, sniffed alternately at both shoulders and asked, “Do I still…
    • by Cristae Although it was only for a short time, the atmosphere of the Tristain Order of Knights was free, and the hierarchy also seemed quite relaxed. Being at Albion’s northernmost edge, far from the capital, most of the knights were locally trained. Those conditions fostered close bonds among the members, creating a unique spirit in the Tristain Order. ‘Of course, vague resentment from regular knights who don’t know the political situation well can be dispelled by spending time together, but a…
    • by Cristae Against the Darkness (1) The snow stopped in the afternoon. Instead of running outside, the vice-captain and the knights gathered in the drawing room. Bakura, the old man, was standing by the window, and everyone was listening to his words. He wet his fingertip with saliva, stuck it out the window and waved it around for a while, then picked up a snowflake piled on the storm window, and finally nodded. "It won’t snow for at least a week now. Go clear the snow." "Thank you, sir." "Well,…
    • by Cristae Against the Darkness (2) It couldn’t be. But it was. Even when he rubbed his eyes and stared, the message from "Promise" didn’t change. The string of characters floating above that filthy ragman’s head conveyed unbelievable information. "There are only four Swordmasters in all of Albion! And Arthur’s fencing teacher is one of them?" Cleo spun the scroll of "Memory" at a blistering speed, almost setting his forehead on fire. The Swordmasters mentioned at this point in the last…
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