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The name of the warrior Ian that any citizen of my country would not know.

He was a legendary figure who came from a poor family without any title, but beat the devil with his upright character and outstanding ability. He was born as an orphan in a slum, but he has never done anything against the law, and he has grown up without losing his friendly and friendly personality even though he has been ostracized as black hair. Although all he learned from the back alley mercenary group was over his shoulder, he showed exceptional talent in magic and sword as a warrior to save the world chosen by the goddess himself.

He became known to the world as a warrior by a trust that came down to the temple one day four years after the demon king disturbed the world.

"A boy with black hair who is not yet of age will return to the world.’

Ian, who was famous in the capital as an orphan boy with black hair, suddenly became a warrior and headed to the temple. The black-haired boy, who had not yet healed properly, was blessed by the goddess in front of the statue of Daesinjeon and selected as a warrior himself. That's how Ian became a mana and divine power that never dries.

The warrior, who was full of talent but could not bloom because he had no leeway to brush his teeth and no teacher to teach, has grown into the best horse-deck in the Empire in five years through bone-cutting efforts. The 17-year-old boy became a 22-year-old young man and succeeded in winning his last battle a year after he fought in the war against the Devil, but failed to defend himself. In order to prevent the devil from spreading his mana around the world as a last resort of self-destruction, the warrior sealed it to himself.

Although the mana of the warrior's breath and pulse were strong and enormous enough to stop for a moment, the warrior knew that if it spread to the world, it would be like a living hell. Eventually, he risked his life to become unconscious with the evil king's mana in his arms.

On the day the warrior was asleep in the midst of the holy water of Daeshinjeon for just a year, the warrior regained consciousness with a new trust. However, only half of the Mana King's mana, which had been trapped inside her body, had disappeared despite a year of efforts by the goddess herself.

The warrior's body, consisting of high purity and mana, could never coexist with mana, but as soon as the mana was released, it was certain that the empire would become Abigyuan, so the warrior eventually chose to embrace mana. The divine power of a warrior was purifying his mana a little bit, but each time, the warrior became weaker due to the collision between the divine power and the mana that occurred inside the body. Nevertheless, no one ignored the remains of the powerful mahwang and the warrior who was still fighting an unending war alone, and the whole empire was worried about his recovery.

...of course, the person involved, Ian,

"Oh, my God, the scale of the fake illness is extraordinary just in case someone knows you."

I was just grumbling about it.

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I was born and abandoned in the back alley of the slum, which is the most hideous, and I was surprisingly lucky. The director of the nursery, who had lived since he was so young that I couldn't remember, was literally a rare angel in the slum, and spent his own money to teach the children the words and writings of the goddess. He never bought anything that was considered a luxury to make us hungry, and he always took us to the temple every week despite his busy schedule.

The director took care of us all like your children. Thanks to you, I was a little shabby and old, but I was able to have a warm and comfortable childhood with overflowing love there. Director Janet was the first benefactor of my life.

The second benefactor of my life was the leader of the third-rate mercenary corps. Although I really wanted to go to the academy, it was absurd for an orphan to go to the academy when there were more people who didn't know than ordinary people who knew the writing. So I've never spoken of this small but ardent wish. I knew my place very well.