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“The Red tower master! What kind of nonsense are you talking about?”
Blue Tower, Lisefield Dior, raised his voices. Knowing what the Path of the Forgotten was like, Raymond could understand Lisefield’s sensitive response.

It is the realm of the Ancient Souls that once one enters, they cannot return.

Many people went missing in the Black Mountains without any news. Most of them were eaten by animals, but some of them can’t even find such traces.

Those who liked to see and talk about these cases used to say that they took those who lost their lives in ancient tribal wars to somewhere.

‘But that’s the truth.’

That’s not wrong.

Raymond’s mouth is twisted.

“The Path of the Forgotten” is a territory where the original Knights who participated in the tribal war and fought against the devil, but are now forgotten, and it leads to the “Forgotten Tomb” where the Soul sword is asleep.

Even those who believed in the existence of the Ancient souls did not believe that the intangible sword tempered with their resentful souls was asleep. So there was no mentions about the Soul Sword even after hearing the stories being told.

‘But I know.’

He saw it in the story’s setting. In the beginning of the second volume, the protagonist met Cron, who became the Marquis, and acquired the “Soul Sword” in the Black Mountains and read the scene where the main character announces the resurrection of the almighty Knight.

If he could get a Soul Sword, he would have taken away three of the main character’s powers, including “Spear of Sacrifice” and “Desia Heli,” but he felt no guilt.

In order to survive inside the novel “The Fallen Empire” which has a brutal worldview for all supporting and minor roles, he has to be the main character.

And what is th best way for the minor character, Fifth Prince Raymond, to be the main character?

‘Take away the main character’s things.’

He had no regrets about this decision.

“What are you so nervous about?”

Raymond spoke in a dignified voice, but the fear in the faces of the two tower masters did not recede.

Looking at the imposing Fifth Prince, the two towers tried to calm down their anxiety, but it was not that easy.

As they progressed deep inside, the fog deepened and the darkness deepened.

Backing up didn’t change anything, and the soldiers were getting tired little by little. With physical fatigue, anxiety began to rise in their own hearts.

It was because few of the soldiers on the northern border did know about the “Path of the Forgotten”.

Also, the anxiety spread quickly because soldiers chatted about legends that could people coming in will not be returned even if there were familiar with the mountain.

“Fifth Prince, do you mind if you leave it at that? The morale of the soldiers is at rock bottom.”

Gesteine approached carefully and expressed concern in a small voice. Raymonf nodded silently and turned to the soldiers.

“The soldiers of the Pilias.”

He started with a calm voice. The soldiers, who were walking helplessly with their eyes down, stopped walking in unison and raised their heads.

In the thick fog, the Fifth Prince was shining brilliantly.

It was because he was wearing a golden armor, but for the exhausted soldiers they saw the light and thought the Fifth Prince might find the answer.

The Fifth Prince, Raymond, opened his mouth with a bitter look on his face as he looked like drifts struggling to catch even a glimpse of hope in the vast sea.

“Don’t worry too much. The Pilius imperial family does not die in places like this.”

It was a short declaration but too short to be a speech.

He was not good at talking, so he made the choice thinking that talking long wouldn’t have much impact, but this also worked.

Soldiers of the Pilias Empire began to nod and sympathize with the words of the Fifth Prince.

“Yes, the blood of the First Emperor cannot be lost in vain.”

“Let’s cheer up.”

“Yeah, Please pardon us for showing the ugly side of us Your Highness the Fifth?”

It was a possible response because they were descendants of the soldiers of the Pilias Empire who worshiped the Imperial Family calling them of God’s blood.

“Do you really know how to do that?”

Lisefield, the Blue tower master, came close and asked in a small voice.

‘A way out of here? Of course I know.’

“Didn’t the old man see me looking for anything with Desia?”

At Raymond’s words, Lisefield recalled from his memory. Come to think of it, he remembered that Fifth Prince and Desia were especially looking around.

He thought it was just because he was nervous, but he guessed it wasn’t.

“May I ask what you’re looking for?”

“The tombstone.”

“I’ll destroy the boundaries.”

Desia was smart and quick to understand. It was good that I didn’t have to explain.

As she pointed the staff with the stone at the headstone, the faint mana flowed out and danced. Then the erosion began.

Some “chir” began to flow from the monument. What’s clear is that it’s not pure mana.

“What the hell is this ominous energy!”

The blue tower master who saw the opaque gray energy, not blue, made a fuss.

The red tower master could not take his eyes off curiosity, and Desia’s eyes were shaking nervously.

Only the Fifth Prince, Raymond, remained calm.

“Fifth Prince, what the hell is that?”

It’s still before Mana and the mysterious energy collide. Desia asked in a trembling voice.

She thought the fifth prince would know. Desia was convinced by the mysterious knowledge he had told me so far, and by the appearance of keeping calm in the territory of these primitives.

The Fifth Prince knows.

Raymond did not turn a blind eye to the trust at the end of her gaze.

“Soul, more precisely, the Ancients.”

In his brief explanation, the curious eyes of the two tower Masters were immersed in the soul of the Ancient.

He may be an expert on magic and mana, but he must feel mysterious in areas such as the Ancient spirit and soul.

“The Ancient…… interesting.”

Desia also showed signs of interest.

She began to destroy the boundary by moving Mana. The original spirits resisted, but did not last long in front of the superior wizard’s overwhelming mana.

She got pushed out and a spark popped out. Intense principles for the living did not transcend the walls of Mana. The blue light destroyed the opaque gray energy.

“I destroyed the boundaries.”

Desia said. Raymond nodded and reached for the monument. When the pile of dirt was removed, an inscription imprinted on the monument appeared.

[For oblivion will continue without truth, and it will be with us at the end.]

The monument is old, but it was not hard to read the inscription.

“What an inscription full of original ideas.”

At the words of Lisefield, the Blue tower Master, Raymond nodded calmly and opened his mouth.

“Of course, they were all expected, but now their existence is forgotten. If they had a deep grudge, wouldn’t I go down to hell?”

“Where in the world did the Fifth Prince come from? These are knowledge that is hard to find even in the ancient books of the tower….”

“Did you forget where we first met, old man?”

Imperial No.7 chamber. Where Old and rare historical books are kept, so he could have access to records of them.

Lisefield had no choice but to nod at Raymond’s response.

“Your Highness the Fifth seems to know a way out of this hell.”

Smiling at Berenus’s question, the Master of the Red Tower, Raymond touched the monument and injected Mana. A way to escape the territories of these Ancestors?

Of course he know. Is that all?

“I pay my respects to you.”

The monument resonated.

Now what more is needed here is imperial blood, and the vow. The main character in the novel had a hard time saving the blood of the royal family, but Raymond doesn’t have to go through the rough patch because he’s from the royal family.

“I swear to you on the lineage of the Emperor.”

He drew a dagger and cut his arm. The red blood of the Imperial family splashed on the monument. Everyone around him freaked out with their eyes wide open at the sudden sudden action of the Fifth Prince.

“The Fifth Prince!”

“Go, all of a sudden what…….”

He don’t need a fuss. Raymond raised his left hand and opened his mouth to calm them down and continue his oath.

“You are no longer forgotten knights of obscurity, but you will be reborn as knights of a proud empire.”

The ground shuddered.

“What’s going on!”

“What the hell is this!”

The original souls howl.

Panicked soldiers pulled up weapons. Even when even the knights are scared, Raymond is still relaxed. Because he knows this isn’t a hostile cry.

It’s a cry of joy that they’ve regained their ‘name’.

-Precious lineage remembering ancient vows.

– When everyone forgets, you remembered the nameless knights alone.

A sad voice. The cry of the original spirits, Raymond and his men listened silently. The talkative tower owner also remained silent.

– Only the lineage of Pilius of the two imperial families, and the five royal families, proved their credentials, and the earth shuddered again and the tomb opened.

– Forgotten knights of 1,000, will give you the sword tempered with the sould.

The road to the Soul Sword is open.

“Lord!”

“The Fifth Prince!”

It was the cry of Gesteine and Desia.

However, the voice in his ear was too small to be shouted right behind him.

Raymond turned his head in the direction they were. Something opaque was blocking the front of the men.

In a sudden situation, Desia lost her intelligence, and the two tower master were at a loss.

“Lord, I’ll save you!”

Gesteine swung the sword. However, even the high-ranking knight Mana sword failed to cut the boundaries created by the original spirits.

“Oh, my God! Your Highness the Fifth!”

“Calm down, Blue tower, and your Highness the Fifth. Step back, please! I’m going to destroy these ghosts’ ideas!”

The red tower master swung a fire meteor in place of the fussy blue tower master. The flames raged, but the walls of the grudge remain unshakable.

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He must have misunderstood that this boundary was hostile. Their reaction gave a glimpse of pure loyalty.

A clear smile spread around Raymond’s mouth.

“Oh, my God, Your Majesty the Fifth. You can’t laugh in this situation!”

The Blue tower Master made a fuss again. Meanwhile, Desia and the Red Tower Master analyzed the boundaries and were constantly wielding mana sword, which was created by drawing energy to the limits of Gestein.

“Nothing’s going to happen, so don’t worry too much!”