Prologue

Dynoliaeth the land that is occupied of the human in the world that is called Demesne. This land is protected by the guidance of the light spirits and in its suburbs of a very small town which under the Kingdom of Lyariel in the most forgotten church prays one boy.

This world strongly believes of the existence of the spirits yet the spirits cannot use their power to attack and they cannot also interfere if it is not asked to them, that is why the boy hope that his wishes will come true.

"Oh great spirits heed my call and give me strength to enter the military, I want to become a knight that can protect much… much more people… *hik* I don't ask anything more and I promise I won't get revenge to the people who killed my family but also to the people who used me *hik* please give me strength" The boy prayed solemnly but still he didn't help but cry to what he have experienced. He doesn't want anyone to get hurt just as how he did. He wants to help in the only way he think he can.

After he give his prayers and his humble tribute of riceballs that he painstakingly bought with the money that he got from polishing the shoes of the civilian of their small slum he left the opd church.

Unknown to him his prayers we're not just only been heard by the spirits but also the person which they clearly love and respect.

"Goddess that boy keeps coming here every month and keeps giving us tribute, I wonder why he looks so thin if he can give tribute this much, I"heard from the capital that his name is… Gilles Noir" Suddenly someone came out of the altar, a beautiful blonde hair girl with golden wings that has vines that is covering around it.

"Gi… Gilles Noir… Gil" After saying the boy's name she smiled very gentle.

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