Zinvul Variance is a young legionnaire who is an A-list warrior in the proud kingdom of Chamenos. In a world mastered with cherub swords, he gained the title as the scorch master. His life went through a ridiculous training as a legionnaire for the sole purpose of destroying the villainy kingdom of Paradeiso.
The day has come when he encounters the Paradeisian legionnaires in the middle of a lone dying desert. As he clashes with them in an expected bloodshed . . . an unexpected revelation of truth unveils.

Kings of King

 They both leave the room. This room is indeed coated with magic. We can’t slip out easily. 


 But what bothers me is that their presence are all warm. Opposite to what we were told about. Though we can’t change the fact that they killed our commander. 


 But it was a reasonable death as I saw it with my own eyes that he has turned into some kind of an aberrant monster. 


 I turn to the brothers. They are gripping their head. I can see that they are confused. 


 “What is going on? What is going on? What’s with them? They are too kind! Damn it! I thought they are wicked? I’m confused. My brain can’t take in everything that they are doing now!” Wilson murmurs with paled eyes. 


 “You’re right, Wilson. But for now we should get some rest to replenish our strength.” 


 I just ignore their whimpering and went to the bed near the door. I just realize now how tired I am the whole time. The light on the chamber dims, and my eyes shut. 


THE GARDEN CITY AND THE MIGHTY GREMLINS