RHH | Prologue

Knight of Salvation. Protector of Humanity. Messenger of God Iella and First Sword. These were title that had once been used to refer to Lee Hwan.

Lee Hwan lowered his gaze. People were glaring at him with faces full of anger and resentment. They had once cheered for his every move.

What he had wanted was simple, just to allow his loved ones to live peaceful lives.

A sense of futility brushed past Lee Hwan’s eyes.

Yet, despite everything, there was still something he had to do. Lee Hwan slowly moved his lips, which had scabs on them.

“I acknowledge all my sins.”

But then, what was this?

Lee Hwan blankly looked around. He clearly remembered the cold, deathly grip around his heart, yet now, he was sitting inside a familiar carriage.

“Is this a dream?”

Lee Hwan muttered without thinking, then immediately shut his mouth. It wasn’t the rough, unpleasant sound he had grown accustomed to since being attacked on the neck by a monster last summer.

Could it be? Lee Hwan closed his eyes and clenched his fist. He could feel the full sensation of his fingers. He moved his arm and gently tapped his thigh. It wasn’t an illusion. The arms he had lost were fully attached once more. Moreover, the body that had been plagued by illness felt surprisingly light.

Tears flowed down his cheeks.