Chapter 1: If life were only as it was at first sight

However, after today, he must also come to a halt and rest here for eternity

In the past, he was once a member of a prestigious noble family, but unfortunately, due to the upheaval brought about by the Great Migration and the invasion of enemy nations, his family was utterly destroyed, leaving him to begin a solitary life of exile. He once had a trustworthy team, but as a series of intense battles unfolded, it ultimately fell apart.

Twenty years ago, I was here receiving training as a swordsman, but before I could graduate, the large-scale anomalies and the great fire in the Forest of Gran occurred, followed by the invasion from the Delos Empire. These significant events are ones that Midy cannot forget, even if she wanted to.

However, gradually, my thoughts became chaotic again

Medea let out a deep sigh; death was already close at hand. He felt as if he could even sense the cold chill emanating from the scythe of the Grim Reaper.

This overly familiar voice finally made Midi remember—this is none other than Heddonmar.

In the next moment, the heavy black curtain shattered into millions of pieces, and Midi opened her eyes

In the center of the hall stands a heavy oak long table, flanked by walls adorned with exquisitely crafted weapons. Above the high-backed chair at the end, the coat of arms of the Belmar Kingdom hangs quietly, exuding an air of inviolable majesty

There, countless silver threads of rain connect the sky and the earth, striking the staggered rooftops and enveloping the entire city in a layer of hazy mist. On the streets, uniformed boys and girls walk with umbrellas, occasionally bursting into laughter and cheerful voices. In the distance, a towering clock tower stands tall with its ancient and majestic form, overlooking all living beings. On the streets, uniformed boys and girls walk with umbrellas, occasionally bursting into laughter and cheerful voices. In the distance, a towering clock tower stands tall with its ancient and majestic form, overlooking all living beings

Middy tried to recall the name of this person from his memories of youth, but in the next moment, he immediately forgot about it

Finally, in Midi's mind, the two most important women of his life emerged

Students must form teams of four to proceed to the designated area to eliminate and clear the mutated monsters. Coincidentally, there are only three members on Fina's team, and they are short one member. Meanwhile, Midi has been alone due to taking leave recently, so I believe this is a good opportunity. Moreover, considering their professions, one is a swordsman and the other is a magician, which makes for a reasonable pairing. I am confident that you will surely become good friends...

The black-haired "Mistress of Fog" Alice, who is always cold and aloof, sacrificed her life to take a terrible blow from an assassin for Midi, and she also bequeathed all her magical power and knowledge to herself

"I apologize, Midy, for keeping you waiting." The first thing that catches the eye is a middle-aged man with a somewhat awkward smile.

Death is insignificant and fleeting

Isn't the place where you are located the Royal Academy of Magic of Belmar?

For Dean Lind, who is merely a minor viscount and not a true manager of the academy, this is already his limit. However, out of goodwill, he cannot help but want to give this noble youth, who seems still unaware of the situation, a piece of advice—never provoke the "Storm Queen" Fina Hamilton, who is already prepared to unleash her fury

And now, at https://www.hetushu.com, the street is peaceful and tranquil, clearly indicating that nothing has yet occurred

From behind the middle-aged man, accompanied by strong and crisp footsteps, a young girl emerged

Even if one sees it, one will not care

Then, this lonely world suddenly surged with waves, and Midi, caught in the midst of it, felt like a piece of wood shavings in a great whirlpool, powerless to resist this mysterious and overwhelming force, resigned to fate, sinking into the depths of the sea, buried in this vast graveyard.

But Midy could not protect them, nor could she protect herself, ultimately falling to this state.

You all know, right? Next week is the academy's annual trial. " Sensing the unusual atmosphere in the room, the middle-aged man quickly cleared his throat a few times, intervening in an attempt to ease the tension.

Long enough for one to reflect on the mistakes, sorrows, pains, and regrets throughout an entire life

Accompanied by the sound of drizzling rain and the crisp chill of early winter, a hall filled with Victorian style unfolded before Midi's eyes

However, Midi completely disregarded the advice from the other party

The landing battle that lasted for a full three days and three nights has come to an end. Under his ingenious tactical planning, the enemy was subjected to a counter-encirclement, suffering losses amounting to tens of thousands, including three mobile fortresses more powerful than dragons, while our own sacrifices were even less than ten thousand. Moreover, the gateway to the celestial realm has finally become unobstructed after this campaign.

Tall stature, long legs, an incredibly beautiful appearance, and... that head of vibrant red hair, as striking as the red maples of Belmar Autumn - a visual feast.

If I could go back twenty years and start over

Neither fear nor resistance, and certainly no regret, Medea's eyes were half-closed as she calmly awaited the arrival of death

Yet at the moment his heart ceased to beat, the spirit residing in his left hand seemed to emit a furious roar of unwillingness, erupting in a brilliant burst of light

Is there a division of countries in hell? Midi thought amusingly yet futilely, but felt an intense sense of familiarity with the scene before him, a strong feeling of déjà vu, yet for a moment, he could not recall what it was.

Fina?" Midi inhaled sharply, instinctively murmuring the name that was engraved in the deepest part of her heart, a name she would never forget

However, the time left for Medis to think is limited. Amidst the stagnant air and the sound of the drizzling rain, a strong and powerful sound of footsteps directly approaching the room where she is located resonates.

Is the result still not strong enough

However, death is exceedingly prolonged

The "Queen of Magic Bullets," Fina, with her striking red hair and the valiant demeanor of a battlefield Valkyrie, stood alone to fend off the encirclement of the army for Midia, maintaining a confident smile even in the final moments

Before closing the door, the dean cast a glance at Midi filled with sympathy and regret

In the year 1004 of the Arad calendar, the last member of the once-renowned Iron Triangle of the Falcon Guild, known by the title "Sword of Death," the Demon Hunter Midy Asreks, fell silently on the battlefield of the Celestial Realm

Suppressing the urge to rush forward and embrace the red-haired girl, Midi Asreks took a deep breath and then extended his hand: "Hello, I am Midi Asreks, nice to meet you for the first time."

Consciousness has lost its weight

Faced with such a forceful inquiry that seemed entirely uncharacteristic of a student, Dean Lind could not mount a counterargument. He could only nod, hastily concoct a reason, and, like someone fleeing from danger, left the room without another word to the two individuals.

The sky was stained with a faint ink, carrying the unique silence of the pre-dawn hour. Midi Asrexis, clad in tattered armor and wielding a broken longsword, sat atop a corpse as high as a mountain, quietly awaiting the arrival of a new day's dawn

"Let’s skip the pleasantries; I will personally test his abilities." The young girl rudely interrupted the middle-aged man's words, her furrowed brows revealing an unmistakable anger. "Although he was forced upon us, I will not make things difficult for him. However, if he does not meet the general standards, I would prefer to conduct the trial with a team of three. That would be fair, wouldn’t it, Dean Lind?"

How could one possibly return to twenty years ago

Middy walked alone, solitary in the darkness. The pale light source outlined the bizarre shadows beneath his feet, while the howling winds filled the entire space. The street scene beside him was an impenetrable gray, sometimes repeating endlessly, yet in the blink of an eye, it transformed into something unrecognizable.

With one final sigh, Medea could no longer bear the weight and closed her eyes

On a soothing and tranquil winter morning, beneath the leaden gray sky and accompanied by the gentle sound of rain, the two individuals met once again

Can it be considered a glorious victory?

However, for Midi, who personally achieved this victory, it is merely a part of the daily scenery

He instinctively raised his head and looked out the window

He once had to watch his family perish helplessly due to his weakness, missed victory because of his arrogance, and encountered various disasters and betrayals of different degrees. All along, he gritted his teeth and paid the price with his life and the pain of his injuries, finally reaching this point today

Then, die

In the next moment, the loud and deep chime from the clock tower suddenly struck his eardrum, as if a massive battering ram had shattered the last line of defense with a single blow

However, the red-haired girl, who was called by her first name rather than her surname, tightly pressed her lips together at that moment and displayed an expression of displeasure. Noticing the intense gaze directed at her, she could not help but frown.

In an instant, the entire celestial realm trembled

Such a scene stirred the memories that Medivh had sealed deep within his heart, causing them to awaken restlessly

The sound of rain outside had vanished, the voice of the middle-aged man had faded away, and even the sound of his own heartbeat and breathing, at that moment, was inaudible to Midi. In that instant, this man, who had always been a realist, suddenly realized that it was indeed possible for a person to forget the passage of time

Moreover, it is likely the final scenery

One footstep was steady and slow, while the other was remarkably light, even giving Midi the illusion of a melody being stirred up. When Midi turned around, the door to the room happened to open.

The rusty taste rising from the depths of his tongue, along with the profound emptiness of life being completely drained, made him realize that he was close to death

Is this a hallucination before death, or a maze of hell