The Righteous Player(s)

　　 Seeing the countless data streams flowing down quickly, Annan clearly felt that the familiar sense of weightlessness gradually returned.

　　 As if the stagnant air around me gradually melted.

　　 Annan, suspended in the void, also began to fall gradually...

　　 "...My dear, I hope you know: Some people who are cursed do not deserve this suffering, but some people deserve to be cursed."

　　Annan heard a familiar voice, which rang in his ears.

　　 He was a little surprised.

　　 because of that voice...

　　 It seems to belong to His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince Albert?

　　 The next moment, Annan’s consciousness fell completely into the darkness.

　　 "...Your Highness? Your Highness Annan?"

　　 He heard a cautious voice ringing in his ears.

　　 At that moment, Annan even thought that he had not entered the nightmare smoothly...

　　 But he reacted quickly.

　　 He noticed that he seemed to be sitting in a chair—and the world in front of him was much bigger.

　　 No, not so.

　　——He got smaller.

　　 "...Sorry, I just slept."

　　Annan subconsciously showed a tired expression and made a tender voice.

　　 He noticed that he seemed to be staying in an extremely luxurious palace.

　　 He is wearing fur that resembles a mink coat. This strange fur presents an extremely pure white color and is embroidered with complicated silver patterns.

　　 But the strange thing is that even if it is so heavy... Annan doesn't feel the heat.

　　 Annan can clearly feel that the room temperature is about 27-octaves. Seeing the thin clothes of the maids walking around in the palace, Annan could immediately judge that it should be summer now.

　　 seems to have noticed the movement on Annan's side.

　　 The two people who were chatting not far away looked over.

　　 One of them is a woman with long black hair and dark red pupils. She couldn't see the specific age, and it made sense to say that she was in her twenties, thirties, or forties. She is wearing a dark yellow gauze with black spots reminiscent of moth wings, with a calm expression, bright eyes and a natural look.

　　 And chatting with her is a young man who seems to be in his twenties.

　　 He is nearly 1.8 meters tall, has deep blue pupils, is thin and well-proportioned, and has a straight back. The pure black long hair hangs down to the waist, and it is very smooth and smooth, without half of the broken hair.

　　 The skin of the youth is as cold as jade and pure white without blood. He wears clothes that are consistent with Annan's style, but unlike Annan's side, he is not even messy with wolf hair on the neckline, his body is clean, and there is no dirt in his nails.

　　 But the thing that doesn't go well with that handsome and flawless face is-he has been frowning, very serious. Perhaps because of the frequent frowning, shallow wrinkles can be seen on the forehead.

　　 "What's wrong, Annan?"

　　 He frowned, walked over and asked plainly: "Are you tired?"

　　 is clearly words of concern.

　　 But in his tone, there are no half-turns, and he is almost indifferent.

　　 "His Royal Highness Dmitry."

　　The attendant behind Annan leaned forward slightly, stroking his chest with his hands, and saluting the youth in front of Annan respectfully.

　　...This is Dmitry Winter?

　　Then what he uses now...is the body of Annan Rindong when he was a child?

　　Annan immediately realized the background of this copy.

　　Using Annan’s 14-year-old height as an estimate...this body is currently about nine or ten years old.

　　The timeline should be four or five years ago...

　　 Could it be Prince Albert and Kafni, what happened when they met Annan?

　　So this...

　　Annan's gaze shifted to the lady who gave the impression of calmness and reliability.

　　 This should be the eldest princess of Noah's Kingdom, Elizabeth Noah.

　　...It's really invisible, she is already over fifty years old.

　　 "Yes, I'm a little tired."

　　 But while Annan was thinking about it, he just stood up and lowered his head apologetically: "Sorry..."

　　 "Go to rest when you are tired."

　　 Dmitry answered calmly.

　　 There is no emotion in his pupils and words. As if the whole person is made of ice.

　　 He turned his head and asked Elizabeth plainly: "His Royal Highness, is there any place for Annan to rest for a while. There are too many people here, and Annan's body has never been very good."

　　 "Yes."

　　 The princess chuckled and nodded gently to Annan.

Her voice is calm and generous, giving people a strong sense of comfort, which is in sharp contrast with Dmitry: "You can let Xiao Annan take a break from the side hall to the garden. It was blessed by the Pope of Silver Lord himself. The flower fields in China have a very good nourishing effect on the body and spirit."

　　 After she said, she turned her head to look at a young maid who was wearing a white short-sleeved maid outfit with her fingers folded in front of her.

　　 "Marian, I'm in trouble."

　　 She said gently.

　　 But the maid sternly bowed and responded: "Yes, Your Highness."

　　 Just then, an old man not far away stood up silently.

　　 He has a skinny body... with sunken cheeks and deep eye sockets. Even the hair is a little sparse. He wore pure black clothes like mourning clothes, without the slightest variegation.

　　 He stood silently behind Annan, slowly bending over respectfully and politely, and bowing silently to the princess.

　　Annan recognized him immediately.

　　—It was Merlin Manning he had chanted last night.

　　 The maid glanced at the silent old man with some fear, then walked to Annan, looked at his immature face and couldn't help smiling.

　　 She bowed and stretched out her hand to Annan, and softly coaxed: "Please follow me, okay? Your Highness Annan..."

　　 Annan did not hesitate, and handed the hand to the maid. Follow her to the sparsely crowded side door, while the old man quietly follows behind.

　　 At this moment, the introduction task of this dungeon finally emerged in front of Annan's eyes:

　　" 1498, August 8.

　　"You, as the youngest son of Duke Winterfell, Annan Winterfell, follow your brother Dmitry, instead of King Winterfighter Ivan Winterfell, to the Kingdom of Noah to participate in the 80th birthday of the old king.

　　"This is the first friendly diplomatic action between the two countries since the Principality of Winter and the Kingdom of Noah entered a period of peace. It marks the reopening of formal business relations between the Principality of Winter and Noah...

　　"—If everything goes well~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Very unfortunate, and of course—someone wants to destroy this hard-won peace.

　　" And this is very simple.

　　"Whether it is Annan, Dmitry, Elizabeth...or anyone else, as long as one person dies, this birthday feast will become a grand funeral.

　　" And, the fuse of the next war.

　　 "What's more, they don't want to kill only one person.

　　"This will be a great hunting ceremony——

　　"Perhaps it is too difficult for you, who is only nine years old, to stop all of this. But only you can do it...because at this birthday banquet, only you can move freely.

　　 "Live. Destroy the conspiracy. Let more people live--"

　　 [In this nightmare, you are blessed by "Mr. Yao", you will continue to restore your health and mana pool after you leave the battle]

　　 [In this nightmare, you are blessed by the "Silver Jazz", and all the magical judgments in the "Silver Jazz" domain are +1]

　　 [In this nightmare, you are blessed by the "mysterious lady" to nullify the effect of all rituals on you]

　　 [In this nightmare, you are blessed by the "old grandmother" and get your own disability wizard level]

　　【Main Quest: Glory Man】

　　 Then, below this line of words, three side missions appeared again:

　　【Guarantee the survival of "Annan Winter", "Dmitry Winter", "Elizabeth Noah" and "Cafeni Noah"].

　　【Find and destroy key rituals】

　　【Do not reveal your identity】