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The Guardians' Throne - The First Magic Swordsman

After a long time in the darkness, a lost soul is transported to another world, and there the soul is given another chance and is reborn as a boy... In a world of swords and magic, Zaos is given another chance after hearing an unknown voice asking him to protect someone. While he couldn't remember many things about his old life, he still decided to live his new as much as possible. Even though it looked like he was destined to do something, Zaos chose to follow his own path as much as possible. He tried that... but it looked like the machinations of destiny won't give him much option. Weird things were happening in the kingdom he was born, and before he could imagine... Zaos was throw in the middle of a war in which some were trying to revive the god of the world, and others were trying to prevent it. Zaos will fight in this war while he also looks for the person he is supposed to protect. The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred.

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A life

"Don't react, but I can sense presences that are similar to yours," Zaos said to Aleni, who was resting inside the wagon.

              Aleni frowned since she couldn't feel anything yet. Still, it wasn't hard to believe that Zaos magic tracking has a larger range.

"What are you trained to do when you find your target in situations like this?" Zaos asked.

"Keep chasing until I am sure that I found the target," Aleni replied.

            Zaos was sure that the individuals would keep their distance for quite a while, considering the terrain around. As if they knew that they couldn't underestimate Zaos, they were far away from each other. If Zaos and Aleni were to chase them, some of them would be able to escape and inform others where the targets are.

"Are you fine in fighting them?" Zaos asked. "... No. I will fight them, and you will look after Millie."

"... Understood," Aleni said.