PROLOGUE-8 END OF PROLOGUES

Episode 8:- Save or fail?

As the ground slowly was crackling. The grass was loosing life. The reaper army behind the real reaper vanished and turned into dust.

Soon a eye socket's edge's edge was visible in sight to Zarita as she was in front of him 12 'o' clock to 6 'o' clock. A message was system was slowly forming in front of her face.

[ OMEN OF UNDERWORLD HAS BEEN MARKED ON YOU ]

Before the Reaper could emerge more. A grand light as bright as sun came from skies. A powerful knight cutting through wind descended on the portal opened by Grim reaper.

BAM!

The place was filled with smoke as the portal disappeared and the man stood there in royal armour and a Rainbow metal blade shining in every colour.

[ THE SWORD OF THE KING ]

[ A man. Wood like brownish hair. Big wood-ish eyelashes. A redwood coloured eyes and a little tanned skin. ]

[ THE GREAT SWORD LEOTHORN LAPHROSA ]

"Phew! Hhh.. He nearly came out." He muttered himself as the moon dipped sun was rising again. The four siblings regained their composure as system was working again.

[ NANO-BOTS ARE STARTING REGENERATION. BODY IS BEING SENT TO SLEEP MODE ]

[ INSTANT HEAL POTION HAS BEEN USED ]

[ QI HAS BEEN CONVERTED TO HEALING ENERGY ]

[ NECTAR OF GOLBIN'S TREE IS SHOWING IT'S HEALING CAPABILITIES]

All four stood on their feet. Actually due to nano-regenaration Lanmyth fell unconsious but Myale caught him. Zarita was the cause of his so she took two steps back but Scyures came in front and took the charge.

"Oh! Prince Scyures. How did these?" Leothorn asked.

"The cause is unknown however we tried our best to restrain them from reaching our palace!" A truth covered in lie and a lie covered in truth.

The king's sword kneeled and said. "I am grateful because of you. You four. Your brother has finally taken birth in this world and the curse has finally broken." He smiled in happiness.

Zarita happily ran and jumped here and there because she was just happy.

"Well there wouldn't be a problem if that thing had entered this place right?" Asked Zarita.

"....Even I, the sword of this kingdom might not be able to stop him. I am utterly disappointed in myself. But this is truth. Only the king can stop him.'' On the words of Royal sword Zarita was scared and sweat came down her temple.

"You all fought with courage. Prince Lanmyth looks tired especially. I will personally request the king to award you four." On this word. Scyures and Zarita grew a large smile and even Myale showed faint smirk.

"Lastly, please give these personal words of my own to Prince Lanmyth."

"And what are these?" Asked Myale since Scyures and Zarita were rejoicing in laughter and pleasure.

"Prince LANMYTH ARTHUVUSTRA KLEJOLE. I am happy as a father, to give you my daughter. Nazia laphrosa's hand into yours. Meet me in private for further connections." As he said these words he disappeared from there.

"'Now! Shall we take some rest? Then meet our new sibling." Myale happily said those words.

"Hey is it me or you are talking more than usual?" Asked Zarita.

"Whatever. You look and sound better when you're happy and talkative. Right? Myale sis!" Scyures encouraged.

After the aftermath. They all returned to their rooms as Nyale wrote the words of Leothorn lephrosa on a piece of paper and folded it. Tucked it into his pocket and whispered it to him in hope thar nano bots might hear it.

As the tiring day passed. Next they fresh and fit.

All four siblings were summoned infront of the king. To meet their new sibling.

They four stood in front of the throne, wearing royal dresses. As Queen was holding the baby.

She removed the veil and the baby came in sight of the four siblings.

"His name is.." Queen was declaring his name as the royal wizard was writing the destiny. On sight, the first thought in Lanmyth's head was.

「Does he also have system?」

[LINA:-We have confirmed in 30 aspects. This child is neither a transmigrated human nor a system owner. ]

「How can you tell? What if he hasn't awakened it yet? What if the transmigration happens after three years?」

[ Lina:- Are you doubting me? Any person who has system awakening is either born with it or at least has affinity for the system. Which can be a crucial point to predict transmigration. However, this child in front of you has absolute 0 percent affinity for system or transmigration. Hence, he is a real human from this world ]

Lina cleared Lanmyth's doubt as Wizard was writing hundreds of names trying to decide one. Queen looked at troubled wizard and held her heart.

When Lanmyth's name was decided it was made of "Myth's" affinity. Scyures had "Serpent's" affinity. Myale had "Wyvern's" affinity and Zarita had "Ice's" affinity.

But this child had equally low affinity to every element or creature. At last line of page the ink broke. The king was angry and worried over this.

Several thoughts passed king's mind. Is this child a curse? Or a miracle?

The queen held the baby tightly in motherly love and looked at the wizard in disappointed manner.

"I beg for you mercy Your highness. Soon, the great sage will step in this castle. He might be able to decide a name."

Bowed the wizard as his shoe rubbed on ground while taking one leg behind.

The black eyes of queen with a glow of long lashes blinked.

The king felt the sorrow of queen and through telepathy he ordered the Wizard to summon the sage now.

"I can do as you please. But this might upset The sage's respect."

Replied wizard. As the four siblings looked at the Wizard thinking why'd he say that?

Then the wizard touched the ground with his bare palm. A series of unknown letters made magic circle glowing in white and yellow.

Then slowly a person's presence was visible and fog was coming out of the circle. As the fog settled, a man was visible. Holding his body weight on a thick wooden staff in one hand and a large pile of pages tied together with golden ropes floating on the other side.

[ THE GREAT SAGE OF KINGDOM TSARESFORD.

WICESTELIA SUNDAL. ONE HUNDRED TWELVE YEARS OLD.]

Lanmyth expected an old man but he was.

A man looking in his 30s with a knight's figure and face was clean and bright. Yellow eyes and golden veins pattern on face. Broad shoulder and muscular arms.

He spoke moving his smiling face with dimples on smile ends. His one hand scratching in ear.

"Hmm..? Why am I here?" As he spoke The king growled and The sage was suddenly humbled as he bowed down to apologise for his language.

Then the Wizard told him everything about the name problems. The sage pulled out his golden paper, sat on the ground and started writing faster, very fast. So, fast that the paper was smoking.

Then he stood up with the paper and said.

"That boy over there. The newest prince of yours. Has a 1000 names. So, I'm unable to determine a single name. Can anyone suggest here something to decide?" He asked looking at the four siblings.

"We can let mother decide it." Said Lanmyth.

"Let's vote the names." Suggested Scyures.

"Name is a crucial part of life. It should be done carefully." Remarked Myale.

"I don't know..try asking some magic ball or whatever." Zarita said with no clue.

"Then.." The Queen finally spoke, as her words carried an tremendous amount of power that the four children fell back and nearby knight's armour's got cracks.

"Sorry! I rarely speak so I forgot to control my power." Queen said in a playful tone.

Lanmyth blushed seeing Queen this playful for the first time, Myale poked him reminding she's his mother.

"I think I have a beautiful name for him." The Queen stroked baby's head gently.

''His name will be HEIN ARTHUVUSTRA KLEJOLE." Her veil moved over her lip with a fast wind as king walked in his rusted black armour and a large flame cloak as long as a long snake, emerging from his left shoulder.

He place his sword on just half an inch further from baby's skin. And repeated a chant involving his name, hein's name, Lanmyth, myale, scyures and zarita's name and ending with Queen's name.

Then the Sage came forward as he moved his hand to grab the baby but the baby tightened his grip on Queen's collar and his his face in her chest.

The sage backed off then Queen walked a little far from the throne.

"Are you gon' do it yarself?" Asked the sage.

The Queen was about to perform age ascension ritual. To grow the body of child to two years growth. However, the mind will be same.

They weren't sure about this ritual when Lanmyth was took birth. But now after four children they were sure that forcefully increasing physical age will benefit the child. And by physical age. Lanmyth and Myale were 18. Scyures and Zarita were 16.

The held the baby in her hands. Chanted some words, magic circles started to appear under her legs. The circles were channeling magical energy around them. As the baby's body started to emit green-yellow faint light. Soon, the baby was growing larger. Around a two year old, who can walk on legs and even try to talk.

[Lina:- Boss! That is harmful for the child. All four of you were transmigrated, system authority holders. But that child belongs to this very world. His brain won't develop as yours.]

The Nano-assistant showed concern about Hein to Lanmyth. Lanmyth spoke to Lina through his mind.

[ Lanmyth:- Don't worry. It might be ruthless what I am about to say. But if that child survives than it's his luck. If he dies, it's unfortunate but it would reduce our competition.]

[Lina:- As you say boss. Always practical and calculated. ]

The Queen held Hein in her hands, then touched her forehead with his.

He was the only one resembling her out of the five children she gave birth.

Black hair, black eyes. A joyful smile and a soulful cry.

She examined the body of baby by touching his forehead with hers, by flowing her magic in him. Her eyes fell in sorrow and a hint of tear.

"He isn't.." Her hand was holding her but the other one was trembling. Shaking violently.

"We failed. His body is still as weak as a new born and his brain too." Queen said with a scared emotion on her face.

The king teleported in front of her raised his hand towards Hein but.

Queen hid Hein in her veil and said. "Leave him to me. If it hurts your pride. I will raise him." Queen vanished in thin air. King sensed her, and Myale too.

Myale spoke to Lanmyth and other two. "Mother has returned to her room."

"Hohoho! So, King! When is the Ceremony of crown is gonna be held?' Sundal asked.

"Until Hein grows enough to hold a crown on his head." King moved in his black armour and burning flame like trail.

"Are you considering him as a candidate? That's odd." Sundal moved along side the king.

"Only for the traditions. Top candidate are still these four, but the last decision will be yours and other three elders." King's armour screeched in the hall.

"Three and me. That means four. If we evened out?" Sundal counted on his fingers.

"A duel." Replied king as his breathe escaped the headpiece of armour.

"Interesting. Mhmm.. khkh!" Sundal left out a giggle.

"What's your thought that broke your mask to let out a laugh infront of the king?" Asked king while halting his steps amd holding his sword in both hands crossed.

"You know me well." Sundal sat on the small stairs where wizard was standing as wizard knelt down because sundal was his master.

"No chance." King unsheathed his sword. All four siblings backed and went for a safe spot.

"You also had no chance!" Sundal opened his small circle glasses with blade shade on it's glass and blowed breath on them.

"...., still. My case was different." King dropped the guard and held his long shining sword high.

"Don't play with your sword. You remember what you did with it? When you had no chance?" Sundal wore the glasses.

"If by any chance. Hien is chosen as the crown. I'll gift him this sword." King gave a bet to Sundal.

"If you win. I'll give up on my travels and accompany you here in the royal court." Sundal stood up and stretched his arms.

"Bet!" King pointed his sword towards ground and the guard flew up amd covered it again.

"After the crowning session why don't we go on a trip? Take your wife with us too. I'm bringing mine too."

Sundal offered king while running his finger over king's armour.

"I'll think about it." King turned his head towards Sundal.

"Bring that Royal sword too. He brews some good wine. Ahh! Old days sure flow fast!" Sundal stretched his arm and vanished in an instant.

King also vanished.

"Wait! I know this trope." Scyures scratched his wrist.

"Trope?" Asked Zarita.

"When the weakest is crowned by accident and he turns out to be a great king. And his siblings become...scu...scumbags who do evils." Scyures's face slowly lit down.

"Don't worry it's not a comic. Even if he gets crowned after my system's prediction that he has 0.000232% chance. We'll still be good and find other ways to prove ourselves as better kings."

Lanmyth walked and other three followed him.