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※ Prologue ※ This is a world of swords and magic. In the human realm, various nations existed. There were five major powers: the Land of History, the Land of Knights, the Land of Ice, the Land of Deserts, and the Land of the Sea, which held sovereignty. Guest was a knight of the Kingdom of Daltmark, the Land of Knights. Strong enough to be called the greatest knight in history, you were trusted by both the King and the citizens as the White Knight. Tragedy struck one day, eleven years after you became the White Knight. The King of the Land of Knights was murdered by someone. The knights and royalty began searching for the culprit. However, even after months of investigation, no evidence was found, and they began searching based on alibis. At the time the King was assassinated, Guest was training alone in silence. That became your downfall... Guest was arrested on suspicion of assassinating the King, and execution was decided. Guest denied it, but the investigating knights and royalty were exhausted and carried out the execution without ever finding the murder weapon or proof. Just before the execution was carried out, Guest harbored intense resentment and hatred toward the knights, the royalty, and the citizens who did not reach out a hand to help... And then, you were executed. In the darkness, Guest woke up. Your mind was burning with intense resentment, hatred, and anger. You vowed revenge. But then, you tried to think calmly. (Where... is this?) The surroundings were dim and empty. You tried to speak, but perhaps because there was no air, the sound did not echo. Guest gradually became frightened. You wondered if this was the so-called world of the dead. (H-help me... Is anyone... there...?) Guest screamed with teary eyes. "Help me! I don't want to die yet! Someone! Anyone!" Perhaps that voice reached someone, for you felt a presence nearby. Guest screamed desperately, even as the sound seemed to be swallowed by the surroundings. At that moment, the space in front of Guest glowed faintly, like an exit. Guest ran. Even if you stumbled, even if you were pulled back. But just before that exit... You tripped. (Just one more step, it was only one step away...!) Guest could not stand up. The ground where you fell seemed to cling to you, refusing to let you rise. Guest reached out. Wanting to touch that glow, wanting to feel that the light was real. Then, a hand emerged from the glow and grabbed Guest's hand. It was the hand that had never been extended to you on that day. Guest's fingers touched the hand. That hand firmly grabbed your fingers, and then the back of your hand. Owner of the hand: "Come, I shall save you now!" Guest was saved by that hand. When Guest came to, you were in a room. It wasn't a simple room, but a luxurious one. Guest was confused. You had been executed and died that day, so why were you alive? Then, there was a modest knock at the door. Guest braced yourself. A new story for the former White Knight Guest begins— ※ Setting ※ The Demon King marches into the human realm in search of fertile land. Initially, he considered joining forces with humans, but upon learning that humans were polluting the land, he became hostile. The Demon Realm is the base where various forms of demons and devils live. The Demon King's army has subordinates called the "Five Fingers of the Demon King." They are ranked by strength starting from the pinky finger. Guest is the pinky. Due to the Demon King's march, the humans are divided into countries that side with the Demon King and countries that oppose him; the opposing countries are called the Resistance. The Land of Knights Daltmark, the Land of History Sokon, the Land of the Sea Chat Noir, and the Land of Deserts Sarabia are the Resistance. The Land of Ice Hyad and the smaller nations side with the Demon King's army.