At night, in a gloomy cemetery, cold winds blew through, making anyone standing there shiver with cold and fear.
"Roland, you must remember… I am doing this for your own good."
In a gloomy and eerily quiet atmosphere, a teenager around 19 years old was being buried alive by an old man.
"Grandpa… you… Why do you bury me every year? Every year, the time I am buried for is longer."
"Wait! Grandpa, sand got in my eyes! I don't want to be buried like this anymore!"
The young man kept talking, but in the end it was just the same unclear answer he always received every time he was buried alive.
He didn't understand why this happened every year, at this time of the year.
His throat was dry, and he wanted to say something more, but he couldn't utter a word. After so many times like this, he seemed to have gotten used to being buried alive, but each time the duration was longer.
"This time, I will bury you for seven days. Remember the breathing method I taught you.
"Also, keep this gem well; your fate will be tied to it."
"But…" The young man was about to say something more, but his words were interrupted by the old man's voice.
"Don't ask too much… Remember, everything I do is for your own good. In the future, it will save your life."
"Grandpa… wait! Grandpa… grandpa…"
"Remember… Roland, hold on to that pearl; it is your destiny." Before pushing all the dirt down, the old man carefully instructed once more.
"Grandpa..." He managed to call out a few words before he was covered in sand. His vision gradually became blurry, and this time it seemed too much for him...
In the end, he could only hear a few sentences, not knowing whether he heard them or if they were imprinted in his subconscious.
"Remember... Roland..."
"Remember…"
…
BAM!
BAM!
BAM!
"Duke Roland, please open the door. Miss Selvia wants to see you."
Roland slowly opened his eyes, feeling a little tired from the dream he had just had.
"That dream again…" He muttered.
A year had passed, but he didn't understand why he had that dream.
"Duke Roland…" The voice from outside gradually grew impatient.
Roland sighed and replied uncomfortably, "I know; wait a moment; I need to change clothes."
"Yes, I understand." The person outside spoke.
Roland shook his head, trying to clear his head a bit. He looked out the window; the sky was still pitch black.
He got out of bed, and he couldn't help but admire the room that was decorated quite simply but luxuriously like medieval Europe, making him still unable to adapt to life in this world.
Yes, he is not of this world.
This is a world filled with magic, swords, and countless monsters. A fantasy world, but also full of danger.
A month ago, he came to this world along with five other people.
However, the other five were all heroes with extremely terrifying talents and powers.
As for him… He was just an ordinary person, his appearance in this world was just a mistake. He didn't even have any talent for magic.
To be more precise, he is just a useless person.
Fortunately, the King did not abandon him but instead gave him a good status so that he would not have to worry about the future.
Roland felt strange as he changed his clothes. He didn't understand why he dreamed about his grandfather and what happened in the past today.
Yes, in the past, since he was ten years old, every year, his grandfather buried him alive.
At first, his grandfather buried him for two hours, then four hours, one day… finally seven days.
The strange thing is that thanks to the breathing method his grandfather taught him, he easily survived all the times he was buried alive.
Thinking of the past, he unconsciously reached out and touched the pendant he was wearing.
It was a small pearl the size of a thumb, oddly shaped like a stone.
"Grandpa…" Roland muttered, remembering the thin figure of that man.
Even though he was buried alive, Roland did not hate him; on the contrary, he was very close to his grandfather.
Anyway… he was the only relative he had.
After changing his clothes, he left the room with an unpleasant face.
Seeing the royal soldier standing before him, he frowned and asked: "What does miss Selvia want to talk to me about? Why does she want to see me at this time of night?"
"Duke, I don't know; I'm just following orders."
Hearing the guard's reply, Roland sighed and decided to follow him to meet Selvia.
After getting on the carriage and going to Selvia's castle, he suddenly discovered that the carriage did not go inside the castle but into the forest beside it.
Although it was confusing, he still had a few guards with him, so there probably wouldn't be any danger.
"Duke, we have arrived."
Roland heard this and left the carriage, following the guard's instructions to an open space deep in the forest.
In the distance, a lovely and beautiful girl was standing there, surrounded by flickering candles.
In the middle of this dark forest, the girl and the candlelight create an extremely romantic scene.
"You have arrived, my fiancé." Selvia spoke.
Roland nodded and said, "Nice to meet you, my fiancée."
Selvia smiled, revealing an extremely bright and beautiful smile. But… Roland didn't understand why, when he saw that smile, he felt a little worried.
"What do you want to see me for in the middle of the night like this?"
"Nothing…" Selvia said with a smile: "I just want to see the fiancé that the king has bestowed upon me."
"Looking closely… you're quite handsome."
Roland shrugged and said, "Thank you, I will take it as a compliment. However, if you don't like it, you can meet the King and have him revoke the engagement."
"You also know that even though I am a Duke, my words don't mean anything, right?"
"Hahaha…" Selvia suddenly laughed out loud: "Don't joke like that, how can I go against the King's orders?"
Roland heard that and sighed: "Alright, then I will try to talk to the king to cancel the engagement."
He finished speaking and turned around to leave because he felt something was wrong.
Selvia… made him feel danger.
"Wait!" Selvia spoke up: "Did I give you permission to go?"
Roland did not reply, and hurriedly ran away, but…
Clank! Clank! Clank!
Suddenly, a group of guards blocked him from moving as they drew their swords and pointed them at him.
"You guys…" Roland frowned; he realized that those soldiers were all his own soldiers: "Do you know what you are doing?"
"Of course, they know very well…" Selvia said with a smile: "However, if you die here, then no one will know what they did."
Roland was startled; he gritted his teeth: "Selvia, it's just an engagement; do you need to go this far? If you want, I will ask the King to cancel the engagement."
"Roland… it seems you don't understand anything about this Kingdom." Selvia held a sharp knife high, looking at it as if it were a work of art.
"If the King has announced the engagement, there is no way to revoke it."
"At first, I thought that I would be marrying the hero Alex; however… in the end, I ended up marrying a useless person like you."
"Roland… Why does a useless person like you exist? Why do you want to ruin my life?"
Roland really wanted to curse; what did I do wrong? I didn't even do anything.
"Selvia, calm down first; I can settle the engagement."
"It's too late." Selvia looked at him with murderous eyes: "Hero Alex has been betrothed to the princess."
"But he can still marry you…" Roland hurriedly said: "He can marry many wives; have you forgotten that?"
"No! I want to be the main wife… I don't want to be a concubine, nor do I want to share him with any other woman." Selvia seemed to be going crazy, her voice getting louder and louder.
"Roland… It's all because of you… Because you exist, because you're useless, my life is ruined."
"I… must kill you."
"Damn it! She's crazy!" Roland turned around to run away, but the soldiers surrounded him and quickly restrained him.
"Let me go! I am the Duke; if you kill me, you will be executed by the King." Roland shouted.
Even if he struggled, how could a useless person like him escape the control of the powerful soldiers here?
Selvia walked up to him, smiling crazily: "Roland… Did you know that when the King granted the marriage contract, I hoped it would be Alex?"
"Do you know how desperate I was when I found out you were my fiancé?"
"Selvia, you…" Roland gritted his teeth: "You should think carefully; if I die, you won't be able to live in peace either."
"Hahaha… hahahaha…" Selvia laughed… She raised her head, laughing madly: "Hahaha… do you think that if I marry you, I can be happy?"
"Without Alex, I can't live… without him… without that warm, sunny smile… I… I can't live."
"Roland… Killing you is not enough to satisfy me…"
"AAA!!" Roland screamed in pain and despair.
Both his arms and legs were cut off by Selvia, but she didn't use a sword to cut them off immediately; instead, she used a knife to cut them slowly.
She then sprinkled some strange substance on the cut, which stopped the bleeding immediately.
"Selvia… damn it!" Roland gritted his teeth, tears and sweat pouring down like rain from the pain: "Don't let me live; otherwise, I will take revenge… I will pay back what you did to me a hundredfold."
"Hahahaha… yes, that's the expression I wanted to see." Selvia laughed with satisfaction: "Don't worry, you won't die right away, but you will feel the fear when death comes to take your life."
She stood up, looked at the guards, and said, "Don't let him die. Put him in a beautiful coffin, then… bury him."
Roland gritted his teeth upon hearing this, his eyes filled with madness and hatred as he looked at Selvia: "Selvia! I will come back… I will come back for revenge."
Selvia saw that and approached him, raised her knife, and stabbed him in the eye.
"AAA!!!" Roland cried out in pain again.
Selvia pulled out the knife, then stabbed the other eye.
"AAAA!!!!"
"Hahahaha… If you dare to come back, I won't mind burying you again."
"Hahahahahaha…"