The King Of Disaster
King Of Disaster | Dream World | Planning

Arc I's. Eastern Kingdoms.

...Planning...

...Chapter 03: The Plan Before Adventure....

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In my life this time, I played the Prince son of the useless and lowly King "Garo Raizel Aztec."

Just lived a normal life of about Eight Years with my Mother, even though my father was a King but he never visited our residence at all.

I just saw him talking to everyone in his Throne room, that too if there was any need to just want to see him talk to him.

That's why I hated my father so much, he never paid attention to us as if he didn't know us as his family. I also hate those who have poisoned my mother and want to turn the Poison over to them.

My father, he's a King named 'Albert Zi Aztec '. He had four wives and eight children, although three of his wives were not Queen wives. But they also have the right to receive happiness.

When my mother died, the Queen was replaced by one of her concubines named Liness Bariet. While the second concubine ' Alice' supported Liness to her position as Queen of the kingdom,

But that did not apply to the first Concubine 'Sasha' He was neutral to anyone and shunned Liness because his Evil Nature made him uncomfortable.

He also became an outsider among the wives. The goal is to protect their children.

The Twins of the King's First Concubine were very close to me. They were both my half-brothers, even though we had a mother and a father surgery, we remained a family.

The two of them, my younger brother the fifth Prince, Barisse Zi Aztec and my younger sister, the second daughter of Valentine Zi Aztec.

Previously she also had a daughter again but she sent her son to another kingdom to be betrothed to a prince there, It all happened because of the Evil Plans of the Queen of Liness.

At least she was trying to protect her two children, nor did she want such an incident to happen again to her children.

" It seems that I have a little understanding of my current condition and a little bit of my memory has returned. "

While drinking a glass of tea made by Maid Lina. I also thought about the power I have right now is the power I have long since I have not incarnated into this prince.

I just didn't realize the power in my body, even though I was aware of my strength, I didn't want to be too strong.

" Just acting like a side character It doesn't matter... All right like that I have to wander and find the protagonist for this story. If I don't hear wrong, in this world have heroes instead and they're all coming from the future, I guess one of them is perfect to complete the role..."

Laughing as I spoke, I hurried to prepare myself for the journey, I also did not care about the affairs in this city, neither the kingdom, my father nor the Evil Lady.

" Shanina ! Get ready we'll go ! "

" Okay, sir "

He called me 'Mister' Because I don't want my identity as a Prince to be known to many people, it doesn't matter if my palace people and servants know my origins.

During the journey many things we found, one of them unique monsters in the forest made me feel amazed at the cruelty of the monsters attacking suddenly.

Servant Lina also appeared graceful with a sword at her waist against the attacking monsters.

" The science of swords... ? " I only clapped when I saw him dare to make up my mind to be my Protector.

Before I never got out of my house like this, adventure also made me make it one of my goals.

as we walked up to the Top of the Hill it turned out that I realized one thing about the world before my eyes.

Natural charm is very beautiful for its natural scenery, Green Forest filled with various kinds of plants and living things in it and on the other hand the kingdom puts like jewelry on one's ring finger.

I think this scene became a first time experience when my adventure to the outside world, I realized that before it was like 'Frogs in Combat ' not realizing the purity of this Dream World and constantly pondering over something that could stress me out.

After taking a look, we continued our journey until we met someone on the road. We asked the direction towards the nearest kingdom other than the Aztec Kingdom to that person.

He's an old man carrying firewood on his back, his clothes are like a farmer and he wears a white headband on his forehead. Looks like thirst, we gave her a little supply.

" Thank you ! "

His words that came out of his mouth were very weak and a little slow, he might have already almost reached his limit carrying that firewood.

Seeing that the old man was exhausted, we drove him home first before going to the next town.

At his residence we both stopped for a while to talk to him about something. But there it looks his house made of wood and the roof of straw in neatly arranged, then make the roof of the house.

But it also felt a little vague about the strange in this simple Hut house, I felt a little creepy when I saw the painting on the wall.

A Painting of a Black Winged Being like a human, His face was unknown as it blocked the graffiti around him.

I didn't want to ask the old man about the painting on his wall, and continued our conversation earlier.

The old man gave us a little bit of information about the destination city later, he said that it was a trading city.

There allows the adventurers or farmers can sell their belongings at a fairly high price because considering the City merchants can offer the price cheaply if both parties have agreed.

Before he died, he gave us a little gift to help us in the city. He gives something like a thing from the future.

" This isn't... ? "I asked while looking at the gift item with a curious feeling. So also with him laughing seeing my reaction to realize his gift.

" Good.. You seem to know what this stuff is for. All right take it and don't need to be explained again... ! "

" Well...? "

I looked confused about the words of the Old Man, as he laughed not looking like an old man in general.

I convinced myself, that the old man was actually someone in disguise.

Without saying goodbye to him, we went to the city to continue our journey.By carrying his gift, I still think about who the old man really is and what his purpose is to give this item.

Continuing to think of her made my head dizzy, it was possible that we could meet her again later in the day...

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...[ The Small Storage Pouch ]...

...Gifts...

...Type : Items...

...Class : Trash...

Remarks :

...Giving from the Old Man to his savior, ...

Small bags contain three different items but feel valuable if you never see them.

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...The To Be Continue......

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