Morning had not yet arrived.
But night had already begun to retreat.
The color of the sky slowly shifted from deep blue to a pale white, as if someone had diluted the darkness with water. The hills surrounding the palace looked half-asleep, untouched by time, and a chill lingered in the air.
This was the hour when most of the world remained silent.
But for those who truly worked for their dreams, this was when the path quietly began.
The Ardent family's palace was peaceful.
Too peaceful.
The guards stood at their posts, but their eyes lacked the sharp alertness a palace guard should possess.
Inside the palace stretched a long stone corridor. Ancient weapons lined its walls. Swords. Spears. And weapons whose names had long been forgotten. Each one carried a story, but those stories were now sealed within stone and dust.
At the far end of the corridor stood a single door.
Inside that room stood Master Eric.
His face was calm as always, but his eyes were different today. A faint unease lingered within them, as if he was about to speak of something that could not be taken back.
Across from him, seated beside a stone table, was the leader of the Ardent family.
His posture was straight, his back firm, yet the weight of the family rested visibly upon his shoulders.
"Leader,"
Eric said quietly,
"I have something important to report."
The leader nodded.
"Speak."
Eric paused and took a breath.
As if deciding how much truth should leave his mouth.
Then, slowly, he spoke.
"The Young Master… has a problem."
"Even so," Eric continued,
"there are good things as well."
"…What kind of problem?"
Eren's father asked after a moment.
The leader's gaze sharpened.
"The Young Master carries both fortune and misfortune,"
Eric said.
"Speak clearly, Eric,"
Eren's father said firmly.
"Stop circling around the matter."
Eric straightened.
"Yes, Leader."
"The Young Master possesses great potential."
"And he also has a great body."
"That is fortune."
"But the misfortune—"
Eric paused.
"—is that his blood power is sealed."
"And on top of that…
he bears a Heavenly Restriction."
As the words fell, the pressure in the room thickened.
By the time Eric finished speaking, the space felt like a burial chamber.
The leader's fingers rested lightly on the stone table.
Just a slight pressure—
A thin crack spread across the stone.
Slowly, the room calmed.
But cold sweat began to form on Master Eric's face.
"The Heavenly Restriction isn't the only issue,"
Eric continued.
"Last night… I sensed something strange."
The leader lifted his eyes for the first time.
"Strange?"
Eric nodded.
"Yes. As if not one—"
"But two different energies."
"…What kind of energy?"
the leader asked.
"I can't say for certain,"
Eric replied.
"But it wasn't normal."
Silence filled the room.
After a few moments, the leader spoke.
"You may leave, Eric."
Eric hesitated, as if wanting to say more.
But he stopped himself.
He bowed and exited the room.
The door closed.
And the silence returned.
At the same time, on the other side of the palace—
A girl stood near the window.
Morning light had already filled the room. The stone walls carried a faint golden glow, making the space feel subtly different today.
Because for the first time, there was someone here besides Eren.
After bringing Eren back the previous night, Goo had fallen asleep in the same room.
But now, he was sitting upright.
Awake.
"You're up already?"
Eren asked.
Goo immediately lowered his head.
"Yes, Young Master."
"Good," Eren replied casually.
"Lina," Eren called, raising his voice slightly.
In the blink of an eye, Lina appeared inside the room from the window.
"Can't you use the door for once?" Eren said.
"That takes time," Lina replied instantly.
"…Fair enough."
"I called you because I need something," Eren continued.
"What is it?" Lina asked.
"Three thousand gold coins—"
Eren paused.
"No. Bring five thousand."
"…What do you need that much for?" Lina asked.
"I have work," Eren replied.
"Just bring it."
"Alright," Lina said.
A few hours later, the main gate of the palace slowly opened.
The massive doors, engraved with the Ardent family's emblem, swung apart—and the moment they stepped outside, the atmosphere changed.
The silence inside shattered.
Noise flooded in.
The air was thick with the mixed smell of sweat, dust, and metal.
Eren stood there for a moment.
"…This is beautiful,"
he thought.
"Even more than Earth."
"I only wrote this world in words. I never imagined it would be this vivid."
They stepped onto the city's main street.
Stone roads stretched forward, lined with shops built from wood and stone. Some people recognized Eren. They bowed. Stepped aside. Others only stared and whispered.
"Goo," Eren asked quietly,
"why is it that when we're inside the palace, we can't see outside? And no sound comes in either."
"That's because formations surround the Ardent family estate," Goo explained.
"Inside, everything remains calm and normal."
"I see," Eren said.
"Let's go."
They walked for a while—
Then a loud voice rang out from behind.
"Hey, dog! Long time no see!"
Goo turned his head.
Three men stood there.
He ignored them.
"We should leave, Young Master," Goo said quietly.
"Yes," Eren replied.
They walked on.
A short distance later—
A large, scarred man suddenly slammed into Goo.
"Are you blind or what?"
a thick, domineering voice boomed.
But there was something strange about it.
Almost metallic. Like a cracked bell.
Before Goo could respond—
The man threw a punch straight at him.
"Ah—!"
Pain exploded.
Sharp. Violent.
Too fast to react.
The world tilted.
What happens next?
Is Goo injured?
Will Leena come to their rescue?
Will Eren remain silent? Will the Ardent family intervene?And will something bad happen to Eren and Go today?
Or will the calm finally break?
To find out—
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