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Chapter 781

Revlin spoke with a bright face, suggesting that their own experiences could be helpful to another. Excluding the fact that Princess Myra of Herne was not an Awakener, it was a comndable attitude to have.

"The First Princess Myra is indeed our ally, but she is not an Awakener."

Moreover, with no rivals left and barring any major incidents, her succession as the next Duchess of Herne seed almost assured. Even if she were an Awakener, she wouldn't have been able to join the Cavalry.

"Ah, I see. Well, it's rare to find soone like us. Still, I'm curious about her. I wonder if we'll see her again soon."

Revlin appeared sheepish, embarrassed as if he had let his emotions lead. Yuder quietly spoke up.

"Thanks to you two, this second recruitnt drive saw many more noble applicants than before. Even those not from the Herne family will need guidance from soone who has been in their shoes."

"Ah..."

Revlin's face lit up again. Sensing his excessive joy, Yuder felt the need to interject a dose of reality.

"As a newcor, taking on such responsibilities might leave you short on ti for personal training. Are you sure that's alright?"

"I know the Cavalry is a tough place to keep up with just group training... No, I know it! But fitting in with the group is also crucial. I'll work hard on both fronts."

Yuder wanted to respond that this was not out of concern but to help him face reality. However, seeing Revlin's happy face, he decided to remain silent. It was astonishing how such a pleasant boy could co from a family like Apeto.

Pruelle and Revlin briefly shared updates from their families. Except for Nipollen, who followed him to the south but did not attend the eting, Pruelle's younger siblings were said to be doing very well. Although the Duke of Tain still couldn’t accept his situation and committed misdeeds on a regular basis, looking at Pruelle's attitude, even that seed to be enjoyable to him.

"At first, he just sent threatening letters, but now he's resorting to direct harm through hired goons. Thankfully, our servants are loyal and he can only hire outsiders."

"Is everything okay? What's the extent of the damage?"

"It's fine. No one's hurt. We were prepared for this. Each ti he tries sothing, we gather evidence and file additional charges. He should realize soon enough that he's only harming himself... But until then, enlightening him is a child's duty."

Pruelle said this with a smile, his eyes bright yet cold.

Revlin's situation was similar yet different.

"Since father fell ill, only Aishes's people have been taking care of him, so I've never seen him. People from the family occasionally co asking if I should check on him, but... I don't really want to. Aishes seems to prefer it that way too."

It seed that Revlin, having left the family, had no intention of returning while the current Duke and Aishes were in charge.

Unbeknownst to Revlin, the Duke of Apeto had fallen ill because Aishes coveted the Dukedom. But such ill-gotten gains wouldn't bless Aishes for long.

‘The last ti I saw him, his condition looked terribly poor. Despite witnessing his uncle perish in fruitless research, he was the type who would still consider the sa thods if it ant healing himself…’

Yuder thought it was ti to warn Revlin about this.

After collecting his thoughts, Yuder addressed Revlin.

"Revlin."

"Huh? Oh, yes, what is it?"

"Although I am an outsider, I think it would be wise not to completely sever your concern for your family, despite not wanting to return. If sothing happens in the future and you're unaware, it could put you at a disadvantage." Ꞧ𝔞𐌽ȯβÊŞ

It was natural for Aishes to hope that Revlin would lose interest in the family and not return. However, Revlin didn't need to comply with that. Quiet for now, Aishes was still Revlin's enemy, and an enemy's desires often spell harm for oneself.

After delivering a general warning, Yuder added softly,

"...Of course, you are a mber of the Cavalry, and we all will support you."

"That's actually sothing I wanted to say to Revlin too," Pruelle interjected tily and gently.

"I understand your reluctance to look back at a family you've left, but you know, no matter what we think, others won't easily believe it. You have Nion who trusts you and ca here with you, and us as well. I hope you're not too afraid to reconsider."

For Pruelle, there were still younger siblings in the family who could be reliable allies. However, Revlin had no such allies left behind, which was a significant difference.

"Ah..."

The face of the delicate boy flushed for a mont, then hardened with resolve as he nodded.

"...You're right. Disliking it doesn't change the fact that it's where I co from... Even if not Aishes, other family mbers could seek out anyti. Yes, I understand. I'll do as you say. Thank you, everyone."

Revlin took the warning well, which relieved Yuder.

He advised Revlin to imdiately inform the Cavalry if Aishes or anyone from Apeto's side attempted anything suspicious. As Yuder was about to leave, soone called out to him.

"Yuder!"

"Kanna?"

"Is your conversation over? Can you do a favor?"

The fact that Kanna had waited, given the trustworthy company, suggested her request was highly confidential.

"What is it?"

"I'd like you to go to Hosanna."

Surprised at the unexpected na, Yuder blinked, and Kanna leaned in to whisper.

"Actually, ever since Hosanna regained his abilities, he's been wanting to see you. The first thing he asked after arriving here was if he could et you."

"...?"

Yuder wondered what this was about, but there seed to be a reason.

"As the brainwashing gradually faded, he seems to have developed a personal matter he wants to discuss. He probably thinks you're more trustworthy than I am or even Commander Kishiar."

'It's quite a situation.'

Was it because he knew Yuder had helped him awaken from the coma? Or because of his mory of standing against Nahan?

Whichever it was, Yuder found it unexpected that Hosanna would prefer him over the amiable Kanna or Commander Kishiar. After briefly considering his schedule for the day, Yuder nodded in agreent.

"I understand. But not now, tell him I'll co by later tonight. I'm tied up with other matters at the mont."

Hosanna, the sole confidant of Nahan and the only one among their fellow Star of Nagran who knew his hidden past.

What could he possibly want to discuss that he called out for Yuder?

Yuder turned away, swallowing the unknowable questions that arose within him.

—

Inside a luxurious carriage, embossed with the Diarca family's coat of arms, departing the capital and heading south.

Kiolle da Diarca pondered deeply, 'Why has my fate turned out this way?'

He had always been the youngest son of the Diarca family, never involved in significant matters. Important affairs were handled by his father, older brother, and sisters. Kiolle's daily life consisted of nothing more than commuting to the Imperial Knights and practicing swordsmanship.

But why?

Why was he, a representative of both the Diarca family and the Imperial Knights, carrying the grand title of emissary of the Crown Prince, sitting in this carriage, heading to the undesired South?

"No matter how much I think about it... this isn't right. It just isn't..."

"What do you an it isn't right, Sir Kiolle?"

A cold voice echoed from behind him. Kiolle stiffly turned his head. A boy, wrapped from head to toe in a luxurious cloak, sat with his arms crossed, giving Kiolle a chilling gaze.

Despite his beautiful yet youthful and fierce face, Kiolle couldn't help but clench his teeth.

This boy had always been the most infuriating part of Kiolle's already maddening life.

His na was Katchian La Orr, the Empire's sole and noble Crown Prince, soone who should never be here.

"It's nothing... I was just, thinking out loud."

Why was Crown Prince Katchian here? The answer was simple.

He had snuck onto Kiolle's carriage after escaping the palace, driven by a single-minded desire to help the 'sage' who had healed him.

'What in the world... This is driving insane!'

Kiolle ntally shed tears of frustration, recalling the day they departed.

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Jin Soram, the top-ranked hunter representing South Korea's Rift Phenonon Managent Headquarters, is stronger than anyone else and lazier than anyone else. As soon as he arrives at the office, he buries himself under a blanket and falls asleep. When he goes out on a mission, he causes accidents and returns to the office, often shirking his duties.

"Do you know how it feels to play a ga that's already ssed up? ...Anyway, the next round will co, so this ti, I'm just going to play it recklessly."

In fact, his true identity is soone who has regressed through three lives, trying to save the world from the Great Rift but failing each ti. After repeating a life where he couldn't sleep peacefully even for a day, he beca completely exhausted before this life even began.

"I know. You worked hard, Jin Soram."

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"For now, until then, let's sleep..."

As Soram sluggishly lives his life waiting for that mont, a gradual change occurs in his heart.

'I thought this was a ssed-up round... but I want to live a little longer here.'

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Leonardo Blaine, the true war hero of the Raina Logia Empire and the commander of the Armsilver 11th Squad, is dishonorably discharged for disobeying orders during the final battle that could have led the Empire to victory in the territorial war. People criticize and point fingers at him, and after being released on parole from prison, he disappears without a trace.

Three years later, his na has been forgotten by the world. The Council has been persistently pursuing him, but he has proven difficult to capture. Frustrated by this, Hugo Agrizendro, the commander of the Council's army, decides to personally apprehend him.

"Since when have you been watching ?"

Leonardo was calculative and astute, so it wouldn't be surprising if he had been observing Hugo for so ti now. However, Leonardo's answer was sothing that even Hugo had not anticipated.

"From the very beginning."

[BL] The Mist (Sa author as Turning)

In the autumn of his 18th year, after winning the high school kendo championship finals, an unexpected accident occurred.

Due to that incident, Kang Mu-heon lost one of his legs, his closest friend, and his promising future. He closed off his heart and shut himself away alone.

A few years later, the world's first real virtual reality ga was announced, where even those with physical disabilities could play in healthy bodies.

By chance, Kang Mu-heon encountered it and began a new life as the mage Kapros, facing unexpected etings, reunions, and days of change....

***

"Why was soone like you born into this world to make so miserable? Do you understand when I say it like this?! You were born with talent for the sword, a bright personality, everything - you must have been laughing at always lagging behind! Did you even know how pathetic I felt because of your stupid hypocrisy? A genius? What does any of that matter!"

Seung-jo's cries stabbed at his heart, wailing as if he were crying even though he wasn't, but there was no ti to think further. He quickly clutched my stomach, got up, and ran towards him.

He looked surprised for a mont, but he was desperate.

Just as the car was about to reach us, he shoved Seung-jo hard. Right after Seung-jo fell and rolled away with wide, startled eyes—

Screech!

Bang! With an impact that felt like his whole body was being shattered, he flew through the air.

And in that brief yet long mont of floating in space, he rembered his reflection in Seung-jo's eyes for the last ti.......

***

[ Then in THE MIST, may you beco the master of infinite possibilities. ]

Whoosh!

When his vision returned after everything went white, he was standing in the middle of a bustling town. Amidst the clamor, countless people were busily going about their business here and there.

He looked down at himself, standing dazed and wearing clothes of unknown origin. When he touched the sleeve, he felt the texture of fabric as real as reality. His hair felt the sa, and even when he touched the wall of a nearby house, he could clearly feel the solid, cold surface.

Is this... VT?

It seed like a joke. It truly felt as if he had co to another world and was touching everything.

As he stood there unable to think due to the shock, he suddenly rembered the biggest reason he had decided to play this ga, and snapped back to attention. His two legs were still as they had been when he first stood.

'Can I really walk?'

He first stepped out with his left foot, then very slowly put strength into his heavy right foot. It felt like cold sweat was running down his spine.

And then,

He lifted it,

Moved it,

And took another step to touch the ground again.

So easily. As if there had never been any problem with this leg from the beginning.

"Ah..."

At that mont, sothing that was neither joy nor emotion shot up his spine. Suddenly feeling a lump in his throat, he lowered his head and leaned against the wall. His right foot, bearing his weight, was doing its job perfectly.

"..."

Holding back the tightness in his throat, he took another step.

It didn't hurt. It wasn't heavy. His leg was no longer a useless piece of wood that ached.

Damn it, to be able to walk so easily like this.

To be able to run so easily like this.

He had wished even in his dreams for the day to co when he could walk and run like this again.

And so he walked again, kept walking, slowly getting faster, until finally he started running like a madman through the entire town.

***

"Kap. ...There seems to be a misunderstanding. That's not what I ant."

Just as he was thinking he should throw a punch, Yu-wan sighed with a troubled look and said.

A misunderstanding? How could it be a misunderstanding when he said with his own mouth that he didn't think of as a friend?

"I didn't expect to receive such a question suddenly, so my explanation was probably too brief. Let rephrase."

Yu-wan reached out his hand, his face completely changed from before - intense yet resolute - as he stared at him. As he didn't reject the hand suddenly approaching his face and kept his gaze fixed, his cool large hand touched his cheek completely.

A shiver ran down his spine at that mont.

"I'm sorry to say this to you, but I don't see you only as a friend. ...This is the complete answer."

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[BL] Cloudless Sky

Jin Soram, the top-ranked hunter representing South Korea's Rift Phenonon Managent Headquarters, is stronger than anyone else and lazier than anyone else. As soon as he arrives at the office, he buries himself under a blanket and falls asleep. When he goes out on a mission, he causes accidents and returns to the office, often shirking his duties.

"Do you know how it feels to play a ga that's already ssed up? ...Anyway, the next round will co, so this ti, I'm just going to play it recklessly."

In fact, his true identity is soone who has regressed through three lives, trying to save the world from the Great Rift but failing each ti. After repeating a life where he couldn't sleep peacefully even for a day, he beca completely exhausted before this life even began.

"I know. You worked hard, Jin Soram."

And then there's Han Tae-un, the man who saved Soram and died in all three previous lives. As he did in every life, he cos to Soram's side once again. The Great Rift is approaching soon. It's impossible to resolve it in this life without any preparation. Soram vows to save Tae-un in this life and die himself. At least, he won't let Tae-un save a failure like himself again.

"For now, until then, let's sleep..."

As Soram sluggishly lives his life waiting for that mont, a gradual change occurs in his heart.

'I thought this was a ssed-up round... but I want to live a little longer here.'