Chapter 1. Grasp your weakness and shake it. (One)
“Ugly bastard!”
My vision spun around with a strong clanking sound. My cheeks heated up.
‘What, what? ‘Why did I get hit?’
I was reading a book in my room, and suddenly… … .
I cupped my cheek and turned my head.
“How long do you plan to live like that?”
A man who appeared to be in his mid to late 40s was glaring at me.
‘Who is it?’
A person you see for the first time.
The facial features themselves were unfamiliar. Especially the eyes that are the color of the tropical sea.
‘Where am I?’
I quietly rolled my eyes and looked around.
A thick carpet on the floor, a huge drapery that completely covered one wall, and a desk piled with documents in front of it.
‘Office?’
It was a room that felt like it was somehow overwhelming. Just like the man standing in front of me.
Blue hair and a solemn look. He is tall and looks like he is always looking down on others, and his body is so well-trained that his age is indistinguishable.
The energy radiating from him crushed me.
“If you have something to say, say it.”
A cold voice fell into my ear.
“…….”
Naturally, there was nothing to say.
I didn’t know who he was or why I was suddenly here.
“Abel.”
I flinched at the man’s call.
‘Abel?’
It wasn’t. My name is definitely
“Abel, come on!”
He didn’t even give me time to gather my thoughts.
I reluctantly opened my mouth.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“This guy!”
A thunderous roar poured out.
“You still can’t come to your senses! You really don’t know what you did wrong!”
“…….”
“How can you be so short-thinking…!”
The man touched his forehead with a confused look.
It was actually me who was frustrated.
Suddenly, I came to a strange place, got slapped on the face, and just listened to admonishments. I am not Abel.
“I…….”
“Please be alert. You are the only successor to this Ovest territory.”
“no…….”
“Do you still want to bear Kindreal’s name? Do you really want to see your father dying?”
No, it doesn’t let me say anything.
While I was grumbling inside, I shivered.
‘for a moment. Abel Kindreal?’
It was definitely a name I had seen before.
‘Where did you see it?’
Just as I was trying to remember,
“My lord!”
The door to the office burst open and a knight came in. He lowered his head with an urgent look on his face.
“I’m sorry, my lord. It’s an urgent matter.”
“……I understand.”
The man nodded silently. He gestured, sent out his article, and then spoke to me.
“Please stay safe in your room for the time being.”
“yes?”
“Didn’t you understand? I told you to stay disciplined.”
No, I mean probation. In what era are we currently on probation? … .
A man passed by me.
“Go.”
Before he knew it, he was wearing the helmet that was lying on his office desk. An item that a knight in the Middle Ages would use.
When the man opened the door, the driver who was driving lowered his head.
“My lord.”
“What kind?”
He asked in an obvious tone, as if there was no need to hear the context. The driver also immediately understood and answered many of the questions that were omitted.
“They are trolls, and there are a total of twenty of them.”
“What is the damage?”
“The castle wall collapsed first. There are quite a few soldiers trapped underneath. The survivors are doing their best to block them.”
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A deep groan escaped the man’s teeth. He flapped his cloak and disappeared from sight.
“No, over there.”
I was standing far away in front of the door. Then two armed men approached me.
“young master.”
They spoke with expressionless faces.
“This is your lord’s order. Go to your room.”
“…….”
I don’t know where my room is. No, rather, I am not Abel. Why are you doing this to me?
As I stood still, the men approached me with stern faces. Both arms were grabbed by their hands.
“Let’s go.”
While I was saying that, I was being dragged by men. The two men pushed me into the room with merciless hands.
“Ugh!”
The carpet was thrown down on the soft floor. I immediately got up, but the door was already closed.
“for a moment……!”
I twisted the doorknob, but to my surprise, the door was already locked.
Why on earth did you install a door that locks from the outside?
I gaped and collapsed to the floor.
‘What happened?’
The situation went by without me having time to do anything about it.
‘Abel Kindreal, lord, troll, medieval times.’
Unfamiliar words confused my head. First, I stood up and looked around.
There was a huge bed that seemed to fit three people comfortably, and luxurious furniture made of wood.
“This is my room?”
It was very different from the hallway I had seen before as I was being dragged there. Gorgeous wallpaper and extravagant decorations were distracting to the eyes.
Then, at the end of my bewildered gaze, I landed on a mirror.
“-!”
I was shocked when I saw my reflection in the mirror.
“Is this me?”
Blue hair that looked exactly like the man who slapped me earlier, and blue-violet eyes that looked like lilac petals.
Her slightly pale face was perfectly beautiful, and her upturned eyes were shining sharply.
“What is this…?”
I walked up to the mirror with a dumbfounded look on my face. When I placed my trembling fingers on the mirror, I felt the cold, smooth surface.
A feeling that is extremely real, extremely realistic.
“body…….”
I shuddered when I saw my hand on the mirror. The long, outstretched fingers looked strong, and the skin was elastic and without a single wrinkle.
“…My body is fine.”
After standing there frozen for a moment, I eventually walked away from the mirror.
‘Abel Kindreal.’
With this look and this name.
“no way.”
I walked across the room as if I was being drawn by something. The room was so large that I had to walk for a while to reach the balcony.
Squeak.
The transparent glass door opened with a small noise.
“……!”
My eyes fluttered slightly as I looked down from the balcony.
A huge mountain covered in white snow could be seen in the distance, beyond the distant horizon. Just below, I saw a village with private houses and shops gathered together.
“……This is the Obest territory.”
And probably, where I am is the castle in the center of the village. So it must be located so high up.
A group of soldiers ran over the drawbridge connecting the castle and the village. The man riding the lead black horse was wearing a helmet that looked familiar to him.
“Father…”
From what I heard earlier, it was clear that he was out to deal with the troll.
“No, it’s not some kind of fantasy novel.”
The smile disappeared from my lips as I laughed.
‘Fantasy novel?’
My heart sank. A huge lake appeared in my field of vision without thinking.
There was a floating island in the center of the lake. There, a godly-looking building for funerals stood tall.
I know the name of that building.
‘Magna Morten.’
A place to commemorate the soldiers who died while protecting this territory. And, a place where so many deaths and grudges gather and bring about the evil that will destroy this territory.
‘Requiem… … .’
The moment a few facts were added, a word emerged from my memory.
<Lord of the Crimson Flame>
It was a famous fantasy novel that I read over and over again. There, Abel Kindreal… … .
‘The worst, strongest final boss.’
A person who caused an unprecedented disaster, causing the greatest number of casualties in the history of the empire.
And that was me now.
“f*ck you.”
I couldn’t help but curse.
“I am Abel Kindreal?”
Even though I clenched my fists, my hands didn’t stop shaking.
In the world of <Ruler of the Red Flame>, there are four swords that are said to be legendary.
Commonly known as the Sword of the Four Seasons.
The greatest swordsmen have coveted these swords, and scholars have debated whether they even exist.
This turned out to be true when a sword with a pitch-black body descended in the middle of Obest territory.
Sword of Autumn, Requiem.
This sword has a terrifying nickname: Void Vortex, Seed of Calamity, and Life Stealer.
The most famous and well-known of them all.
‘Sword of death.’
A word that refers to Requiem more clearly than any other word.
People who hold the Requiem kill others indiscriminately. Because of Requiem’s habit of coveting the vitality of others.
And Abel takes this Requiem and destroys the Obest territory.
“……no.”
I sighed in a dying voice. When I think about the story behind the original story, I couldn’t help but despair.
Abel turns the Ovest territory into a land of death and dries up the seeds of monsters that filled the western mountains.
And then heads east in search of new prey. By overwhelmingly annihilating the imperial forces that stood in my way.
As the wings of Requiem sprouted from his natural swordsmanship, there was no one who could stop him.
‘But it was there.’
Cain, the main character of <Ruler of the Red Flame>.
Abel struggles and endures until the very end, but ultimately dies in a miserable state at the hands of Cain.
That was the fate predicted before me.
“f*ck you.”
It’s unfair that he suddenly ends up living in someone else’s body, but he’s also the world’s greatest villain. If the original story goes the way it is, he is destined to die.
I hurled all kinds of insults and curses at this amazing fate. And I decided.
‘I can’t die like this.’
If you are someone who has read <Ruler of the Red Flame> several times. If you are someone who has read and read all the maps and settings included in the appendix.
‘can do.’
We can escape from a future where death and catastrophe are predicted.
‘No, I have to.’
I looked at the back of my hand, where blue veins were bulging. As I clenched my fist, I felt my muscles tightening and my blood vessels throbbing.
‘I got a healthy body like this, so I can’t die.’
The back of the hand is full of injection holes, and the forearm is scrawny. I was sick of that body now.
‘I will definitely live.’
I gritted my teeth and sat down on the chair in the center of the room. I tapped my chin and was deep in thought.
‘How did Abel die?’
I searched my memory and recalled the history of Gaengpan that he had created. We looked back on where Abel’s bad luck began.
“then…….”
I stared at Magna Morten in the distance beyond the window. The horrifying sight of Requiem descending there was pleasing to the eye.
“You have to become strong first.”
After obtaining the Requiem, you must become its firm and perfect owner. Since we know when, where, and how Requiem appears, it is quite possible.
“Don’t let someone else hold it.”
Requiem raises the user’s abilities to the limit, making them optimal for slaughter.
“Rather than taking Requiem from him, it’s better for me to hold it from the beginning.”
After calculating, I started to prioritize where to start.
“Wait, when is today?”
First of all, I needed to know the time remaining until the Requiem descends.
“The incident where Abel was slapped by his father….”
As I dug through my memories, I was shocked.
“No. No way, that can’t be true. Today is ‘that day’?”
I became impatient and ran to the door. I grabbed the door handle and turned it, but it still wouldn’t open.
“No, in the current situation, I’m on probation. Does this even make sense?”
Abel’s father, Diego Kindreal. The orders of the lord who governs this Obest territory are absolute.
“We’re supposed to be locked here until Diego comes back!?”
I was muttering helplessly and slowly raised my head. My eyes sparkled with clever light.
“No, if I were ‘Abel’….”
I turned around and sat back down in the chair. I sat with my legs crossed and listened to the sounds outside the room.
How long did I wait? The sound of several people’s hurried footsteps got closer.
smart.
An older man’s voice was heard along with a knock on the door.
“Master, may I come in?”
As expected, as expected.
I grinned.
“come in.”
