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Samikan left his tent and stood alone early in the morning, looking up at the mountains. His gaze followed the lofty peaks.
'They're coming to conquer our land.'
He had heard the stories from Noah. Samikan knew the history of the empire. The achievements of three generations of emperors filled him with awe, and he could easily conjure up the image of conquerors.
'Those who conquered neighboring countries and nations, now aiming to grasp another world in their hands.'
The third emperor wasn't satisfied with just his own world. Emperor Yanchinus coveted the lands beyond the mountains.
Samikan understood the emperor's greed. The thirst for a bigger world wasn't something that could be satisfied by merely conquering one's own world.
Samikan stretched his arms wide toward the mountains. Laughing, he looked through the gaps between his fingers at the mountains.
Step.
Footsteps sounded behind him.
"Urich, I see that you don’t sleep too well."
Urich approached from behind Samikan, who instinctively almost grabbed his weapon but instead casually turned to Urich with a smile.
"My back is still too sore to sleep properly from getting stabbed earlier.”
Urich was more than capable of strangling Samikan to death if that was what he wanted.
In the entire west, there was no warrior superior to Urich. Being called the ‘Son of the Earth’ wasn't simply flattery. How else could such an extraordinary warrior exist...
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