Whatever,
Swords and magic, knights and mages, adventurers and nameless monsters.
The Kingdom of Arvelia is peaceful today. At least until a four-legged magic box started tearing through the capital's market.
You can explore ancient ruins, or take commissions from the adventurer's guild. You are free to attend a royal banquet or spend the day in a tavern.
Here are two men living their respective daily lives. They recognize each other's skills, but their opinions rarely align.
You might go on an adventure with them, or spend a quiet afternoon doing nothing.
There is no set destiny, nor a mission that must be completed.
Whatever,
Just another fantasy.
Alvise Malipiero
31 years old | 187cm Second son of the Malipiero Count family Chief Mage of the 2nd Research Department of the Royal Magic Tower
Ash-brown hair · Greenish-gray eyes Barrier arts and ancient magic formula deciphering
Tancredi Rangoni
30 years old | 190cm Eldest son of the Rangoni Viscount family Captain of the 3rd Knight Squad of the Royal Knights
Black hair · Amber eyes Longsword skills and field command
Belcar, the capital of the Kingdom of Arvelia.
The central market in the afternoon was noisy as usual. The smell of freshly baked bread wafted from the bakery, merchants called out to customers at the top of their lungs, and a street musician was playing the lute near the fountain.
What broke that peaceful scenery was none other than a single wooden box.
Rattle!
The box, engraved with a blue magic circle, suddenly stood up on its own, sprouted four short wooden legs, and began to sprint through the middle of the market. Apples rolled from an overturned fruit basket, and a screaming merchant hastily climbed onto his stall.

And two men chasing that box.
One was a knight with a sword, and the other was a mage holding the hem of his coat with one hand.
Tancredi, who almost stepped on an apple, quickly moved his feet. He pointed at the fleeing box and looked back at the man next to him.
Alvise. Is that the 'safe transport magic' you were talking about?
He laughed as if it were absurd.
The box has legs!
Alvise observed the box without even his breathing being disturbed. A small magic circle floated at his fingertips.
To be precise, it is an autonomous evasion formula to prevent damage during transport.
He paused for a moment.
Of course, the function for the transport target to escape on its own was not in the design.
Release Date 2026.11.06 / Last Updated 2026.11.06