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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.

ExSoldierLv99 · Guerra
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Apologies

"I am sorry, Your Majesty," Zaos said.

"You are sorry, I guess that is good," Dalyor nodded. "Why are you sorry again?"

"I have no idea, Your Majesty," Zaos said. "Well, I did something wrong, I will accept any punishment, I am not familiar with the laws of the kingdom yet, but I suppose that is not an excuse."

"… It is not like you committed a crime and that you are going to be punished, Zaos," Dalyor said after a long sigh. "Still, who could have thought, but it seems you have some talent for diplomacy. Regardless, I am disappointed with you, Zaos. For one very simple reason: you completely ignored my daughter for the past three years."

"I did?" Zaos frowned. "How so?"

"You didn't write her any letters," Dalyor said. "Drannor wrote her a letter every week and I heard that wrote letters to your mother every single day."