Three years… No, had it been four years?

Quite some time had passed since he opened his eyes in a hut in the village of Broadwin. His first goal had been to survive, as well as to gain proper status to ultimately take revenge on Dircht, the holy knight. However, he came to realize that it was futile at a certain point.

Was it after he had gotten his revenge on Dircht?

No…

He finally found out that it started way before that. To be exact, it was when he turned Galfredik into his vassal and confirmed that he could walk around freely in the sun. Since then, Eugene’s objective had been to regain his memories and discover his true identity rather than to get revenge. Gaining achievements, status, wealth, and honor had been simply steps he had taken to help him achieve his goal more easily.

He was finally at the imperial castle of the Roman Empire.

“W-who is that? Sir, what is that?” Mirian asked in a trembling voice, even though she had been eavesdropping on the conversation Eugene had with Georg until now. She probably wasn’t asking because she had no idea of the woman’s identity. It was most likely because the woman was giving off an energy that was just that special.

It wasn’t just that either. On the...