The two Valdebichs silently looked at each other. The small Valdebich was amazed to see the Great Warrior’s soul. The legendary being he’d only heard about was right in front of him. He had heard stories about this great hero from his parents when he was a child—stories that began with “A long time ago” and ended just like any other tale about an unfortunate hero who sacrificed everything for his people only to die in vain.

Although this hero had fallen, he still remained in the memories of many. His parents said they’d named him “Valdebich” so he could also be the hope and light of others. The butler who’d taught him various martial arts and fighting styles also spoke of him often. It was a strange feeling for Valdebich to meet the hero he’d always admired when he was young.

「You’ve grown up well.」 The larger Valdebich, the Great Warrior’s soul, smiled warmly at him. His eyes were soft, as if Valdebich were a son he’d been separated from a long time.

Valdebich’s eyes widened. 『You… know me?』

「Of course.」 The Great Warrior’s soul smiled wryly. 「You can even say I’m the one who summoned you here.」

『What…?』 Valdebich’s eyes grew bigger at the unexpected words.

「Long ago, in addition to the king, the giants had a spiritual leader. A prophet. Were you aware of this?」

『I…have heard about it.』

「The prophet who had ruled with me told me that the...