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    At a time when people all over the world were terrified by the strange event that suddenly appeared in the sky.

    Suddenly, a piece of music spread in their ears.

    In contrast to the current situation, it was cheerful, bright, and exciting music.

    People wondered why such music suddenly rang in their ears.

    That’s because it was such a sudden event.

    And soon they could hear a song.

    -Long ago! One boy! There was nothing. but! That boy! I became a warrior. The boy who became a hero! Dreaming of one dream. Boy’s! Dream! Saving the world.

    -Boy’s! The road ahead! A life full of hardships.

    -Countless! Crisis! reached the boy.

    -The boy! In that crisis! I resisted endlessly.

    -As a result! The boy! We achieved growth.

    -but! To the boy! Crisis again!

    -The boy is in that crisis! I fall into despair.

    -Boy’s! Despair! It turned into anger!

    – Of anger! Feelings! It stimulated the boy!

    -The boy! In anger! Captured!

    – In anger! Obsessed! To the boy’s mind!

    -There was sadness.

    -Ahhh. The boy! I regretted it countless times.

    -myself! Passing by! Regrets about the past.

    -The boy! To look like that! I hated myself.

    -however! The boy! I finally realized it.

    -Own! Next to it! That I have colleagues.”

    -like that! The boy! I realized a lot!

    -Yourself! I believe! That I have colleagues.

    -Ahhh. The boy sighed!

    -and! The boy! I made a promise to the sky.

    -The world! Threatening! I will eliminate evil!

    -I made a promise! The boy! I stand up again!

    ***

    A sudden singing sound in my ears.

    As anyone can see, the song is based on a story about a warrior.

    The emperor asked his loyal subjects.

    “Can you hear it too? This song.”

    “Yes.”

    Witt, a long-time loyalist of the emperor, answered.

    The emperor smiled at that.

    “You go through all sorts of things in life. The devil and the warrior who stops him. In the meantime, there is even a song based on the hero heard. It seems like the destruction of the world is coming.”

    “… ”

    “What are your thoughts?”

    “I don’t know if I can dare to say this, but… As Your Majesty said, the end of the world seems to be approaching.”

    There were records of transcendents throughout the long history of the empire.

    They can absolutely interfere in this world and cannot touch the underworld, which is protected under the Goddess of Light.

    However, the Demon King is the only transcendent being who breaks those laws.

    However, for some reason, the highest level demon came to descend to the underworld.

    The emperor is facing various situations that cannot be compared to anything recorded in history so far.

    I laughed out loud.

    ‘It’s as if the world wants its destruction.’

    In fact, if you think about what has happened so far.

    It was no wonder that it had perished long ago.

    You can tell just by looking at the fact that the transcendent has descended into this world right now.

    The same goes for countless things that happened before that.

    Despite this, it was possible to remain fine like this.

    ‘Warrior. It must be thanks to you.’

    A fight between a hero and a devil, as reported by a subordinate.

    Born with a human life, he was given the great destiny of becoming a warrior.

    Naturally, there are many hardships and adversities along the way.

    As if this song you are hearing right now speaks of the life lived by a warrior.

    The emperor thought of the warrior who was still fighting for the world.

    He doesn’t know how the current fight is going.

    I don’t know why the warrior’s song suddenly spreads through my ears.

    But at this moment, the emperor instinctively knew what he had to do.

    “Gather the people.”

    One simple word.

    However, Beat also realized what the emperor was trying to do.

    “Okay.”

    So the beat left.

    The Emperor looked at the back of Beat leaving and then turned his gaze into space.

    “Warrior. I hope you find happiness this time.”

    After saying that, he closed his eyes.

    I thought about something carefully.

    ***

    A city of artists.

    The artists there were momentarily taken aback by the voice ringing in their ears.

    They moved in perfect order according to the words of Gaina, a bard who was the most famous person in the village of bards and artists.

    I don’t know what the situation is.

    It just moves according to Gaina’s orders.

    If there is one thing artists also know, it is this.

    The fact is that I have to play the song I hear in my ears right now.

    I don’t know why.

    It was simply because my soul as an artist was crying out that way.

    It’s also bright, cheerful, and exciting.

    The emotions contained within the song are not like that.

    They were deeply moved.

    In this way, many artists gathered in the artists’ village square.

    From those who are famous to those who are unknown.

    All of them had their own instruments to use.

    And without anyone giving any signal.

    They started playing their instruments at the same time.

    The clear and cheerful sound of musical instruments spreads.

    Although they were obviously playing improvisedly, they worked together as one and produced an even more beautiful sound.

    Those who did not play musical instruments and whose main activity was singing, sang along to the song that resonated in their ears.

    A song that only one person sang.

    Now, the melodies of various instruments are combined to create beats and sounds.

    Accordingly, many people began to sing.

    The music and singing sound thus created began to travel on the wind and be heard in other places.

    Kingdom of Dillun.

    The place where all the royal family members except the first prince died due to the rebellion of the seven princes, has regained stability.

    In the beginning, it was full of confusion and it was safe to say that it was on the verge of collapse.

    Thanks to the 1st Prince’s abilities being outstanding enough to cover all of them, the Kingdom of Dillun succeeded in regaining stability once again.

    And Lyton, now a proper king, received a letter about dark clouds that had appeared in the sky.

    A letter from the emperor of the empire.

    The letter said that a warrior was fighting with a devil who had descended on this world.

    It certainly doesn’t seem like that long has passed since that time.

    I felt like I was still a warrior who always served the world.

    I hope he wins.

    It was a time when I prayed so earnestly.

    A song spreads in his ears.

    It was a warrior’s song.

    Before even wondering why this was happening, Lyton moved quickly.

    This is because I instinctively felt what I should do in the current situation.

    He gave instructions to his subjects to gather the people in the square.

    We left the royal palace and headed to the capital’s square.

    Although he had told his subjects, he had also planned to go there and gather them in person.

    So he headed to the capital’s square.

    I encountered an unexpected sight.

    Although not much time has passed since the order was given to the subject.

    Because the people had already gathered in the square.

    That meant that everyone came together on their own.

    Everyone gathered in the square sang a song together.

    A song that resonates in my ears right now.

    Whether you sing well or not well.

    Their hearts were the same, no matter who went ahead.

    The life of a warrior.

    Feeling that, they sang a song with the sole intention of wanting him to get up and be strong again.

    And Lyton.

    I started singing along with the people.

    So their song began to travel somewhere on the wind.

    capital of the empire.

    There were a lot of people gathered in the square.

    It was a time when many people gathered in the square had questions as the song continued to resonate.

    The emperor appeared in front of the square.

    The moment when people were excited about it.

    said the emperor.

    “Now. A warrior is fighting for the devil. The dark clouds floating in the sky right now were created by the devil who descended on this world.”

    This causes an even bigger commotion.

    “Quiet.”

    Silence fell upon the emperor’s single word.

    “I think you are curious about the song that is ringing in your ears right now. I can’t give you any confirmation either. But before that, I want to ask you something. Is there anyone here who received help from the warrior?”

    Many people raise their hands.

    However, the number was significantly smaller than expected.

    The emperor asked again.

    “I’ll ask a little differently this time. Are there people who live their lives thinking that they have received help from a warrior even if they do not receive help from him?”

    This time, even more people raised their hands.

    It was about 60% of the total ratio.

    Those who still haven’t raised their hand are 40%.

    The emperor opened his mouth once again.

    “Then, are there people who live in gratitude to him even though they do not receive help from him or think that they have received help from him?”

    This time everyone raised their hands.

    Not a single person is left out.

    Everyone lives in gratitude to the warrior.

    At that fact, the emperor burst out laughing and asked:

    “Can you find out why? Why do we live with gratitude to the warrior when we don’t receive help or think like that?”

    “… I’ve never actually seen the warrior. I have never received any indirect help, let alone direct help. But I know that He sacrifices for the world.”

    “Me too!”

    “Me too!”

    “Me too!”

    Those who had not raised their hands at all started shouting in unison.

    I didn’t receive any help, nor did I think I received any help.

    Many people sympathized with his sacrifice.

    The emperor shouted at the sight.

    “Then let’s all sing a song that rings in our ears. I don’t know if it will reach him who is fighting the devil. At least I hope he stays strong. With sincere hope!”

    They sang a song, thinking that they had received great favor from the emperor and his usual warriors.

    The singing voices of thousands, or even tens of thousands, of people turned into loud cheers.

    Their singing voice began to travel somewhere along the wind.

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