A thousand years ago.
In a kingdom named the Grey Flame Kingdom.
"Balfour, are you sure you would accept the mission?"
Said the woman with church white clothing. Her eyes are bright like a crystal and her lips are small with pinkish-red. Her aura was so relaxing that it can make anyone feel the warmth inside.
"Yes, your majesty. For you and our God."
A man in silver knight armor was kneeling in front of her. His eyes are full of determination and an aura was so firm like his silver steel armor.
"Why? You don't need to go. There are many people that will go to your place."
She said, full of concern in her innocent expression.
"Your majesty, If I don't go, you and the kingdom will be turned to ashes by that beast. I need to kill it before it does, or I need to send it back to where it came from."
The man said while enduring the pain he was feeling inside.
