|Crowned King|

"--Ahh!... My head hurts"

Jayce opened his eyes and looked at the starry sky in front of him with both eyes listlessly.

What is this... place?

He turned his head and looked to the sides, but all he saw were broken wooden boards, and his ears could hear the creaking of wheels and the sound of rushing horses' hooves.

"Oooh..."

The stinging pain coming from his head made him groan, he closed his eyes and began to carefully recall everything that had happened to him before, if he remembered correctly, he was still out on a mission earlier, and then...

"Young master! Young master, are you awake?"

Just when he was thinking hard, suddenly, an old man appeared from the side. It was an old man with white hair; he was wearing tattered leather armor and carrying a long sword behind his back. This dress is so odd that it makes him a little dazed. But what he found even more strange was that the other party was speaking a language he had never heard of, but at the moment, he felt as if he could fully understand what the old man was saying.

But his inner doubts were still not removed.

Who is he? Why did he call me young master? And who am I ...?

"Woo ... ah!!!"

Just when he was planning to remember carefully, suddenly, he felt a pain as if pins and needles came from his brain, which made him couldn't help but hold his head with both hands and cry out in pain. And seeing the Young master at this moment, the old man was even more flustered. He hurriedly came to his front and pressed his shoulders hard.

"Young master, how are you?! Don't scare me!"

"I... I ..."

Hearing the old man's anxious shouting in his ears, he could not say anything. At the moment his headache was splitting, and the scenery in front of him was becoming distorted. But soon, he saw a blue glow unfold in front of him, forming a very familiar and unique-looking interface. Immediately afterward, a soft voice rang out in his ears.

["Interface activation complete ... system started ... detected soul wavelength... ... starting authentication ..."]

"Oh... ah "

At this moment, he already felt that not only his head was hurting, but even his body seemed to be placed on the slaughterhouse being drawn and skinned like pain. His blood is flowing backward, his breathing has become rapid, his heart is beating fiercely as if to run out of the throat. The only thing that he can do at this moment is to instinctively clench his fists and grit his teeth to endure all the pain that has suddenly come.

"Lord Carter! Those people are catching up!"

"Damn it! You guys hurry up and take the young master away, we stay.."

"Look out--!!!"

"Boom!!!"

The sound of noises and screams could be faintly heard outside, but before he could react to what was happening, he heard an explosion suddenly coming from his side, and the next moment he felt himself losing his balance as if a ball being abandoned flew out of the carriage and fell heavily on the ground.

"Pfft!!!"

He could feel his back hitting the ground heavily, and the violent impact even slightly dispelled the pain that was enough to burn his body. Because of this, he could barely retrieve control of his body, and with that,

he turned his head and looked around.

At the moment, all he could see was a wilderness shrouded in darkness, and beside him, a wagon was burning in flames, and the horse responsible for pulling it was also burnt to a crisp. Not far away, he can also faintly see a few fighting figures, they look like a group of retainers, while their enemies, wearing silver armor, as if the game of knights.

What the hell is this place?

Although those warriors looked like they were trying hard, even he could see that they were no match for each other. In just a few rounds, those warriors were mercilessly cut down under the swords of the knights wearing silver armor and turned into a corpse.

"Young master! Quickly go! Hurry and get out of here!!!"

At this moment, only the old man was still waving his long sword, struggling to hold on, while shouting towards him. To escape!

Knowing that now, he is not even clear what he has encountered, but he knows very well that he had better get out of here now!

But... his body, completely unable to act as he would like, he didn't know why at this moment he only feels his muscles sore beyond measure, there is not a trace of strength in his body, just to support his body is already exhausting, even want to stand up has become a luxury.

["Soul wavelength authentication successful, binding complete, please performer activate the code."]

That voice in his ear is still unhurried, and along with this voice, he saw a strange and complex circle emerge in the middle of that strange interface in front of him, that looks like a spell formation, but to follow his experience, this interface seems unusually familiar...

"Ah...!"

Hearing this miserable scream, he looked up in bewilderment, only to see that the old man had now been stabbed through the chest by a knight wearing silver armor, and he turned his head to look at himself in despair, then extended his hand.

"Young--!"

However, before the old man could finish his words, a silver light flashed, and in the next moment, he watched as the old man's head fell to the ground, and his body fell with it. Immediately after that, the knights just turned around and walked towards him.

He will die!

Although those knights were wearing helmets, he could not see them at all, but he could feel the cold killing intent that surrounded them. Just feeling the sight of these knights made him feel as if his neck was going to be cut off. But... he simply had no way to resist.

Only by this?

Looking at the strange spell formation in front of him, he gritted his teeth, then he stretched out his hand and tried to click on the strange circle.

"DONG!!!"

But before he could raise his hand, an iron boot stepped down from above and heavily stepped on his hand.

"aahhh!"

Feeling the drilling pain from his palm, he also lets out a muffled grunt, but before he could react any further, he saw another knight grab his hair and lift his head.

"Is that him?"

The knight's voice was cold and indifferent as if it were a completely emotionless machine. And hearing the knight's inquiry, only to see a figure standing not far behind the knight, wearing a black robe, nodded slightly.

"That's him, the secret treasure must be in his possession."

"Very well."

Receiving the black robe's reply, the knight in the lead nodded, then with a violent swing of his long sword, he placed it in front of his neck.

"Hand over the secret treasure, and I will let you die a painless death."

Secret treasure? What secret treasure?

Feeling the cold touch of the sword blade at his neck, he looked at the knight in front of him blankly. His mind was a mess at the moment, he didn't know what was happening, nor did he know what his situation was. The only thing he can understand is that he seems to be chased by this group of people, and the reason they are chasing him is to find some secret treasure... but what is the secret treasure?

How do I know?

There is no other choice he can only think to fight.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, then he lowered his head and gazed at his right hand, which was stepped on by the knight. And sensing his sight, that knight also looked towards his feet, and then he instinctively took a step backward.

It is now!

The moment he sensed the knight stepping back, he immediately withdrew his right hand and quickly tapped on the circle in front of him. Soon, along with his movements, the circle whizzed, and the light gradually gathered and emerged in front of him, transforming into a huge, thick, gorgeous glowing holy book.

"What is this?"

At this moment, those knights also saw the holy scripture floating in front of him. They were surprised, take a step backward, holding a long sword for a time, and didn't know what to do. The black robe looked excited, he almost immediately jumped up and shouted.

"This must be the secret treasure! Don't let him activate the secret treasure, kill him!"

Hearing the black robe's order, the knight in the lead immediately raised his long sword and swung it down hard at him.

And, as if being called from the underworld, he also stretched out his hand and pressed on the book.

Immediately after, the world in front of him seemed to shatter like glass in an instant.

"Child, when you were born, the forest of Lordaeron whispered your name..."

An old voice echoed in his mind, and what emerged before his eyes was a patchwork of sublime mountains, rich and beautiful cities, towns, and wilderness...

"Child, I proudly watch you grow up day by day and become the embodiment of justice ..."

Burning flames engulfed the entire city, once the laughter was only a piece of ruins and relics, never-ending fiery bright red as if blood reflected the entire world, bringing endless destruction and hatred.

"You must remember that we have always ruled this country with wisdom and power ..."

The petals that filled the sky turned into icy snowflakes as the former followers fell one by one. In the dark, shadowy cave, a long sword shining with a blue glow was quietly stuck in the ground, waiting for its bearer to descend.

"I also trust that you will use your great power with care ..."

A whistling blizzard enveloped everything, the trees dried up; the earth was covered in ice; the living turned away from it all, and only the undead groaned in pain as they emerged from the flames and darkness. They became an army, an army that is enough to make all things tremble, tremble, tremble in front of the shadow of death. They roared forward, tearing down all the obstacles in front of them, bringing only blood and death.

He opened his eyes again.

The previous illusion has disappeared. In front of his eyes, the knight's sharp blade is cutting down towards himself. He could even see his reflection on the silver-white blade.

But the voice still echoed in his head.

"One day, my life will reach its end, and you, you will be crowned king."

An Icy power, at this moment, completely exploded.

-×-

(Qoute)

(Dio Brando)

(Every single person tries to survive because they desire peace of mind. The struggle to acquire fame, power over others, and money is all towards this end. Marriage and friendship is also for this purpose. To serve others, to fight for war and peace, all of these are attempts to sustain peace of mind. The search for peace of mind is the ultimate goal of all human beings)