âThis place...â
Ghislain looked around.
It was the battlefield again. The location had changed, but the situation was the same as in his previous dream.
âWaaaaaaah!â
An army resembling the modern-day Human Alliance was fighting against the Rift creatures.
âThey truly fought endlessly in those days.â
He still couldnât understand why no records of such a harrowing war had survived.n/oÌ/vel/b//in dot c//om
If even a fraction of these events had been documented, humanity wouldnât have suffered so greatly before his regression.
âThe First Saintess.â
The claim that she monopolized divine favor seemed plausible. After all, he had witnessed her miracles firsthand.
â The Founding King was said to be the Saintessâs servant.
âA servant.â
This meant that someone among those serving this Saintess could be the Founding King of Ruthania.
That person must have received the Saintessâs necklace, which later became the royal familyâs treasured heirloom.
Shaking off his thoughts, Ghislain focused on the situation at hand.
âI still have no idea whatâs going on.â
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