Great Eastern Grelfalst White Walled Kingdom known as the oldest country in the world having the largest territory, the largest military strength, and the largest population that was known to have survived the [Day of the Devouring Flames] at least a thousand or so years ago.

They were one of the foremost people who researched upon the ancient magics, culture, techniques, and technology in the world making it the most advanced country in this fantasy steampunk world which Hisui would’ve called it if he saw the imperial capital.

Lying at the far-east in the globe 300 hundred kilometers from Selocania mountain range which was known as the mountain of the dragons, a weird country having its imperial capital being in its end clearly exposing it yet due to the great amount of mana in the forest almost no other countries could invade them from that direction more than that that forest was known as a part of the Kingdom, a land of elves, the only known race who could live in the forest, who had a really nice relationship with them protected it being the guardians of the forest.

On the west side of it was the enemy Lecncion Fedelian Alliance of small countries known as the alliance of several races deemed as ‘demon-kin’ which the 18 [Demon Lords] lead and control trying (classically) take over the Kingdom due to its resources, east side was the Egnelion Empire a friendly Empire which the Kingdom had a relationship of at least a thousand of years, and in the North was the Beast Alliance which was the greatest mystery together with multiple unknown territories.

Still that wasn’t the main topic but—

The door to the majestic throne room where a young looking sat throne put in a dais suddenly opened, and a young woman suddenly entered.

Having a thin agile body she wore the leather armor which was the uniform of the Knight Order—no seeing the modifications on it, it was clearly different, it was a member of Epislion, the secret service directly under the king.

Having seen the king who sat in this throne who couldn’t seem to calm down and would seem to jump down his seat and go to see the outside as he worried too much, the female agent kneeled down, and spoke.

“Your Ma—“

“Emil, what the heck is happening outside?! Are the people safe?! Is it really true that the evacuation was complete?! I heard the fight was already over! What was that monstrous Mana that covered the whole world did the Mother Dragon release it?! Is there something wrong?!”

Hearing the excessive worry of her liege, the female agent smiled seeing that her liege haven’t change since the time he was crowned as king of Grelfalst. “Your Majesty, Remlion-sama, do not worry.”

“What do you mean not to worry, Emil what is happening?!” The king Remlion Sion Elta Grelfalst screamed at the top of his voice while moving his body to run and make sure that his people are safe.

“The evacuation wasn’t needed.”

Seemingly opening and closing his eyes thinking that his servant betrayed him Remlion readied his stance, but Emil seeing him like that desperately tried to stop her laughter, but she turned serious soon and spoke.

“Your majesty you need not to worry. A barrier seemingly was there at the start of the fight.”

“You mean the Mother Dragon made it when she was fighting?”

“Not it was the person fighting her.”

“Then?! Is it true that it was a human was fighting the Mother Dragon?! Could it be that the gods summoned an Akiba Warrior before us?!”

“Seemingly. He doesn’t feel like a Aecvion (God), Decsion (Evil God), [Dragon Lord], [Demon Lord] or anything, but…” Recalling what she heard from her subordinates, something really unbelievable, she spoke with a complicated face.

“But…?” Seeing his servants face, the king readied himself.

“This person…even if he’s not Divine…has mana and ether surpassing the normal Aecvion and Decsion even the higher ranks of them as if it was some kind of joke and more than that several hundreds of levels above them…several of my subordinates tried to truly look at him…but…their minds…their minds were destroyed and were killed.”

“Then are you angry at that person?”

“No…it was my subordinates’ fault being too focused on understanding that person that they were killed…more than that that person saved us.”

“Saved us? When he was fighting against the Mother Dragon? When he initiated the fight with the dragon?”

“No, your majesty…he saved us and didn’t have the intention to get us involved, the barrier was placed in the first place, and even our knights who were scouting the place were protected…more than that…”

Seemingly not wanting to believe her the king looked at her with doubtful expression, and asked…

“[All-Devouring Flames], that [All-Devouring Flames] that destroyed the world in one hit was released, but the barrier protected us and that person summoning one of the great pillars of magic the Cursed Lord of All Dragons Klemelek used the cursed [Divine All-Decimating Blaze] to counter it.”

Hearing that the king opened his eyes widely hearing the news, and the fact that even the [All-Devouring Flames] wasn’t even felt, neither heat, fire, nor light was even seen even if that was the flames that ate the whole world a thousand or so years ago.

It was flames that truly devour everything around it no matter how wide, and it would truly devour everything that the user, in this case it was always the Mother Dragon, wanted to burn and so the relics of the old ancient civilizations and records survived, but the people didn’t as they were burned.

Hearing that Remlion lost strength in his legs and sat at the stairs going to his throne only to smile awkwardly and laughed awkwardly. “I…I see…those flames showed up huh…so that barrier?”

“Yes, Your Majesty, that barrier made out of extremely pure ether protected us, and that person didn’t have the intention of getting us involved, everyone survived only to see that light—“

“Could it be that…Could it be that—“

As if cutting him the door to the throne room suddenly opened coming from the dimly lit hall was—Completely like gold made into incredibly fine strands, but seemed alive exactly like extremely beautiful and well cared for human hair rather than just being a color, but rather living having a smooth silky surface as if it was the finest silk in the world and was tied in beautiful pony-tail that seemed to be alive moving as she moved, a finely shaped face composed of kind looking aquamarine eyes filled with the light of determination, a small nose perfectly fitting her face and making her look cuter, slightly bigger lips that seemed to be very, very delicate and soft, and had that behavior of that a kind older sister, but now there was an indescribable sharpness in her eyes that couldn’t even be described as if she was ready to cut everything in front of her.

Having that frail figure yet having healthy curvatures better than the women of her age that would incite the lust of everyone who sees her, thin delicate waist that fit her figure perfectly, healthy looking legs show a bit of muscle while still looking really good, small shoulders that make her seem more and more frail than what she looks like, but her stance, her strength, and her aura clearly betrayed her figure.

Elisia Sion Elta Grelfalst, the first princess known as the Saint of Grelfalst, a master of the ancient Saint Severin Holy Light System, an ancient magic system that was known as the highest of all holy magic, and is known as the greatest priestess of the Devouring God, Alv-keshion and is known to lead his religion as the Pope even with her young age.

Touching her pendant that was in the image of the god Alv-keshion, the first princess move with great movements filled with no hesitation, and faced the king who already lost his strength, but soon stood up as she saw her.

“Elisia, is there something…?”

“Ani-sama I know what you’re thinking…and most likely you’re right. The [Divine Ring of Alv-Keshion] was summoned and vanished from the temple.”

Hearing that Remlion smiled a bit, but that smile had a hundred of meanings, fear, regret, happiness, relief, and the one emotion that clearly ate him—Despair.

“So…the prophecy is right? Alv-Keshion has descended more than that we don’t know his goal as the devouring god this time—or could it be that he would be the only one to save us or would he punish us?”

“Ani-sama…I believe that we should believe in him.”

“Yes, Elisia-sama is right, Your Majesty. More than that we would summon the kin of the legendary warriors of the old—The Akiba Warriors”

“Yes…this is the reason why we did the summoning to defend against some vague threat…but still would they be enough…we aren't even sure if we used the right magic circle of summoning.”

“Ani-sama…”

“Do not worry about that Ani-sama, Phyriel is already dealing with that, you do know our cute little sister don’t you?”

“Yes, but did she…? Was she able to…?”

“Yes…about that Ani-sama…”

Hesitating about that and thinking of her younger sister, Elisia hardened her grip upon her pendant and thought of her little sister—the little sister who had the same figure, look, beauty, and disposition yet slightly more naïve than her sister, the second Princess Phyriel Sion Elta Grelfalst.

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The princess wearing something extremely similar to that of a witch composed of a pointy hat, a simple white blouse having the insignia of the kingdom with a skirt, long socks, black shoes, and a shroud with the crest of the magic division of the Grelfalst Kingdom, was like of the delicate flower together with her mid-length blonde hair that waved in the air filled with mana that she saw from her aquamarine irises.

In front of her and several women known as the most powerful magic division who held all sorts of guns like pistols, rifles, muskets, blunderbuss, and multiple of other things instead of wands, was a huge magical circle being surrounded by 12 pillars of crystal that were carved with hundreds and hundreds of letters that shined and even had weird symbols encircling it.

The summon circle that all of their work gone through due to researching it, and even making it, the ancient magic circle used by the Ancient Calceno Race to summoned the legendary warriors who were known to be able to fight all of the divine level beings with ease with incredible power, the Ancient Warriors of old, the Akiba Warriors who fought valiantly despite their weirdness.

The huge amount of mana created from the [Seivien Well Stones] were already being eaten by the magic circle which continued eating and eating the mana and increasing its power and creating huge winds as if it was trying to eat them too, but soon—

Soon enough a great light appeared in front of them as if the magic circles quickly enlarged and released of all its power, and soon as if walking from the light like the heroes of the old, six figures moved with slight hesitation while covering their eyes.

Seeing that instead of having a surprised, amazed, or curious look in her, Phyriel instead had a serious look and used [Complete Observation] upon them and looked if they are really are equals of the ancient warriors, but knowing that it would be possible for them to be on the level of divine beings, she only looked superficially, but soon—

Confusion appeared upon her eyes.

Great amount of confusion that she quickly removed by making herself remember her position as Grelfalst Kingdom’s greatest mage, and princess, and moved in front of those figures finally seeing their faces.

Six people, four of them females, two males.

All of them in the least a year or two older than her.

Most of them having black hair, and eyes and wearing things that were clearly different from the clothes of the normal people in this world, in this case slight lower in technology than theirs, but this still only proved that they were kin of the ancient warriors.

One of them was a girl who dyed her hair blonde that was tied in a weird fashion, wore slightly thicker make-up, opened her blazer, and had a slightly shorter skirt than normal, but unlike her looks she looked extremely serious, and wasn’t worried at all instead seemingly considered the situation while looking around and gauging Phyriel and the people around them thinking on how they could survive if they were enemies.

One of them was a normal looking black haired girl who could be called somewhat a beauty wearing her uniform normally, and even if she looked smart she looked like a lazy person too, but you wouldn’t be able to shake the impression that she was responsible.

One of them was a girl having short brown hair, and was like a small animal who was filled with fear and hid behind the normal looking girl, having that petite figure she was type you would want to protect with all your might, and would want to see her smile, and of course she was usually a girl who was kind of joyful and filled of jokes, but she sometimes seriously worried about things.

One of them was an upright looking rich girl who seemingly was the type who would react like the first girl, but instead looked annoyed as she held her bag and looked around trying to find something, but couldn’t even find something, but couldn’t even find that something and would like she would soon erupt in anger.

One of them was a tall man who had disheveled and unkempt black hair and a smooth face looking at the usual ikemen and was seemingly happy seeing the women around him, of course for the usual reason why a playboy would, but seemingly he was more excited for some reason seeing that people around him were robed and the mysterious place where they are.

One of them was a lazy and flippant somewhat good-looking boy who was seemingly trying to stop his pissing, and was continuously looking at the normal looking girl while trying to calm himself down, but soon seeing the people in front of him he smiled a bit in excitement realizing his situation.

Seeing those people Phyriel only thought about one thing—“It seems that we used the wrong magic circle of summoning…neither they are good-looking like divine creatures according to the book, but they only have mana slightly higher than the everyone here! What is happening? They’re clearly useless against the descended Alv-Keshion or even that ancient threat or something that Ane-sama prophesized! But still…still if we train them they might gain powers in the least even reaching the feet of Alv-Keshion…still they’re naïve kids aren't they…except for those two females and that idiot looking guy…”

Facing them the Princess Phyriel opened her arms widely and looked at them with great respect and admiration which was only a fake which wasn’t even sensed by the bottle-blondge or the normal-looking girl.

Finally she heard their talking.

“Hey, hey, isn't this the template where we’re summoned to defeat some evil or so king…?” Said the good looking guy seemingly trying to hide that he knew about the subject and his excitement.

“Ha?” The rich girl spoke in annoyance, but soon changed her talking. “I mean…is that so? Then I guess…what should we do?”

“Isn't it simple? With all of them having guns why not just follow them?” Said the bottle-blonde girl who was glaring at the rich girl with great hatred.

“You’re here too, huh…ah don’t worry, don’t worry nothing will happen to us!” Said the flippant guy who kept looking at the normal looking girl and the petite one.

“Re-really…? Really? Really?” replied the petite girl while trying to calm herself down.

“Of course, we’re going to be okay! And of course we were walking together, right? Of course we’d be here!”

Interrupting their conversation, Phyriel sounded a cough and talked in a dignified voice that didn’t fit her young face and cute looking face. “Welcome to this world,  kin of the Ancient  Warriors of the Old, The Akiba Warriors!”

With that voice they all tilted their head well except for one.

“Ahem, are not the Akiba Warriors—“

But as if cutting her the good-looking man raised his hand in excitement—“Oh me, me, me! I’m an Akiba Warrior! I’ve been waiting for this!”

But due to his words everyone changed their expression and looked at him weirdly as if he was some kind of weirdo or rather even if he was good-looking he is a weirdo and that was really clear for the people beside him.

Not even minding that and using the skills she has a princess, she faced them with her determination.

“Well then since this is a pretty…creepy and not so nice place, then how about we lead you all to Ani…I mean the king who will explain everything, and so come—“

“You really think that we’re just going to follow you?!” The rich girl screamed in panic as if wanting to resist, but she got glared at by three people, the bottle-blonde girl, the normal looking girl and the flippant man who all knew that was dangerous.

All the people around them were armed to teeth, and without even fighting abilities or rather even with fighting abilities there is a high chance that they could kill them in an instant.

And even if they were important if they were deemed as something that was an obstacle they would be killed, the three of those six realized the true situation they were in.

They weren’t even given the chance to fight.

Showing the fearful expression at once as if she was weak,  Phyriel trembled a bit making the rich girl smile elegantly, but soon…soon enough her eyes got weird and the princess directly in front of her vanished into the thin air—

A blade was soon placed upon her neck, and a smiling young princess was behind her holding the blade upon her neck, her figure not being that much different from the grim reaper of legends.

Feeling so much fear the first time of her life, she pissed herself wetting the stone floor making the women wearing the mage robes laugh at her as they were clearly superior to her in skill, number, and even beauty.

“It seems haven’t made myself clear. Only three of you seem to have realized it, but let me tell you again. We are going to king, do you understand?”

“Hi-hiiii!”

“It seems that you do. Good.” She removed her knife from the rich girl’s neck. “Let’s get going.” And moved turning her back to them.

Three of them seemingly still gauging her, one of them hiding more and more in her known companions, another walking slowly while looking down trying to hide the obvious fact that she wet herself, while the other one feeling excited as he gazed at the scene.

Efficiently leading them with the magic division Phyriel kept her fine expression while panicking inside her, and even having a fearful expression thinking that ‘Kyaahhhhhh! What the heck have I done?! What the heck have I done! UUuuuuu…I should’ve just let Ane-sama do this! I’m an idiot! What if that girl kills me? What if that girl hurts me…! Her expression is so scary! Help me Ane-sama! Ani-sama!” while still keeping her incredibly expressionless face.

The only one who knew that was the bottle-blonde girl who smiled a bit while glaring at the figure of the rich girl whom she considers as someone more dangerous than Phyriel.

Quietly moving the halls, all of them soon arrived at a majestic double door having the design of two dragons, the Mother Dragon, and the Lord of All Dragons in form that seemed to be alive as if staring at them as if they were alive, making some of them of cower in fear, but without even minding them Phyriel soon muttered a phrase, and hundreds of magical circles encircling three big ones which soon spin together with the hundreds of magical circles slowly making the mechanisms on the door to open leading to an extremely majestic throne room

A throne room made out of stone seemingly better looking than marble, hundreds of banners made from the finest materials hanging in the air, huge windows letting the sun enter, and finally the most majestic throne made out of gold and was covered with nice jewelry creating that regal air in it.

Sitting in that throne was a young king about 20 or so years of age having long blond hair, and eyes similar to that of the skies as if he was directly staring at it, the newly crowned, Remlion Sion Elta Grelafalst, who soon stood eyeing his sister who bowed in sadness.

With the gifts of his blood he was able to tell—they were only people who were equal to the strongest magic division of the kingdom, but still they couldn’t tell if they were really the creatures known to equal gods, and so he smiled at them and opened his arms widely.

“I welcome you to the other world, the world of Alsevfon, kin of the ancient warriors! Now may I suggest…why don’t we introduce ourselves? I am the king of  this country known as Great Eastern Grelfalst White Walled Kingdom, Remlion Sion Elta Grelfalst.  I don’t have anyone here to criticize you, so you can speak freely.”

Following that the first princess, Elisia introduced herself. “I am the Pope of the Great Alv-Keshion Religion known as the [Saint of Grelfalst] and first princess, the younger sister of the king, Elisia Sion Elta Grelfalst. It is a pleasure to meet all you.”

Introducing herself, the good-looking guy eyed her more and more, and began to show some slightly hateful behavior which Elisia tolerated while thinking of ways to kill him hiding behind her expressionless face.

Soon, the youngest of everyone, the one who was smiling happily while thinking of torturing the good-looking guy was Phyriel who acted that nothing happened before. “I am the leader of Reszkion, the elite magic division of the kingdom, and the second princess, younger sister of the king and the pope, Phyriel Sion Elta Grelfalst. Nice to meet you!”

Truly unlike what you would expect there wasn’t even a single guard around even minsters, nobles or people like them were around instead there was just the two princesses, Phyriel and Elisia who were staring at them.

Still this too means that they were clearly underestimating the six who stood in front of them.

Soon the six beginning with the good-looking guy introduced himself. “I am Shijou Issei, nice to meet you princesses!” He said while looking at the two princess with a hard passionate stare.

Feeling the stare of Phyriel, the rich girl spoke slowly. “I-I am…Ka-katori…Erina desu…n-n-nice to me-meet you…”

Following that and supporting the petite girl by putting a hand behind her, the bottle-blonde girl spoke with the most confidence. “I am Nakabayashi Fujino. I am looking forward to work with you.” And with her words she implied that she was willing to do anything just to keep the safety of most, if not all, of her companions.

Soon the flippant young man stood in front while looking at them. “I am Yufuin Yukihiko, nice to meet you, and please treat me and my companions well.” He was clearly gauging them and being careful against them, not even knowing that those three were already laughing at him.

Soon, the normal looking girl stood in front and beside Yukihiko and introduced herself. “Nice to meet you, and please treat me well, I am Yotsuishi Himeka…You could call me Himeka, if you want.”

Slowly showing up from the behind of the normal looking girl, the petite girl spoke in a small voice. “I-I am…Shioya Yu…you can call me Yu…ni-nice to meet you.”

All of them stood there not knowing that a great rhapsody was already happening.