Belief of Salvation
I haven't cried for last 8 years. I am a blacksmith, working nonstop to fulfill the daily requirements of weapons for the adventurers.
Today the entire City of Astarch of the Kingdom Shambhala is in a festive look due to the first appearance of the seventh son of Count Edward de Heizer. Generally nobody cares about any other sons and daughters of the Count but his seventh son is a divine light for common folks like us.
THE NAME OF THE SEVENTH SON IS EDWARD VAN REINER.
Unlike his other siblings, his name is quite different because his name was given by his late mother. She was the most beloved lady of the entire City. She disappeared soon after the third birthday of the Seventh Prince, Her Excellency's only son.
There is a different reason why common folks call him The Promised Divine Light. He has the purple eye that was only bestowed upon the Royal Family of the whole continent by the Heavens from the Founding Emperor, The Brave King.
Today is the 7th of July of the year 1320. This date marks the Eight Birthday of Prince Edward van Reiner. Now I beg His Excellency to say some words on this occasion.
My brave and hardworking people of Holy Astarch, today is a very glorious day to mark the beginning of a new reign. Prince Reiner is not only my son but also a future candidate for continuing my legacy. He will be taking part in the "Bath of Blood" on the year 1325. This a very happy occasion. So drink till the sunset becomes sunrise and sunrise becomes sunset.
(๐๐ด๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ข๐จ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐จ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ถ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต'๐ด ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ข๐จ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐น๐ช๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ถ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต.)
Suddenly the Seventh Prince took the Metia and said,"Oh my people of Astarch, This is your own Prince Reiner. On the joyous occasion of my birthday, I order you all to live more happily. Smile more and let grudges go, accept failures and faults. Elevate yourself and prepare for the harder days to come because the dusk is not too far."
(๐๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ค๐ญ๐ถ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต, ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ข๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ช๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฅ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ฆ๐ง ๐ฐ๐ง ๐๐ช๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ข๐ณ๐บ ๐๐ฐ๐ณ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ข, ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ ๐จ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ง๐ถ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ด. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ข๐จ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ถ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ฆ๐บ๐ฆ๐ด. ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ช๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ง ๐ฐ๐ง ๐๐ข๐ญ๐ท๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ!)
The prince again said,"I will be the next Successor of the Supreme Chain of Command and Finest Sword of Fornmenn!"
At this point the Metia was taken from him by the Count's Chief of Knight. Then he told to the silent and astonished crowd to eat, drink and celebrate like there is no tomorrow. The crowd started cheering, the older and middle aged ones became more hopeful but there was something real bad awaiting for The Seventh Prince because of his taboo words
The Prince Raised his face to the skies and held his right hand pointing the sun, because the dawn is sure to come after the dusk.
The Prophecy that the common folks gossiped secretly for a thousand years was coming to light slowly. The words of the Prince
reached the ears of the common folks of other 8 Kingdoms of the Continent, Drekaheimer. [TO BE CONTINUED...]
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