Arthur looked around. Why was he suddenly here? This place was completely unfamiliar to him—an ancient building he had never visited before.An elderly woman was staring at him, crying with a look of despair on her face. She looked so pitiful.Who was that woman? Why was she staring at him with such a sorrowful expression? It wasn’t just her—there were about five burly men standing beside her. Far from protecting her, those men seemed intent on being violent toward the elderly woman. Sure enough, one of them struck her. Naturally, this shocked me, and I glared at them angrily.Just imagine—a nearly helpless elderly woman having to face five burly men.But what he found strange was, why was he even here? And why was he witnessing those five burly men hurting the elderly woman? Was he dreaming? But everything felt so real.As far as he could recall, he’d pushed himself too hard to keep working for a $1,000 paycheck even though he had a high fever. Because he was so unwilling to have his

Arthur had arrived home. He was panting, his body completely exhausted. The distance from work to his home was quite far, and he hadn’t had a chance to rest yet. Perhaps if he weren’t overweight, he wouldn’t be so exhausted. He had done work far more exhausting than today’s.Emely, the elderly woman, walked toward Arthur with a worried expression. Even though her son had always been indifferent toward her, seeing him like that filled her with worry.Arthur gave his mother a faint smile; he didn’t want to worry her. Slowly, he began to catch his breath.'She’s my mother now; it’s my duty to take care of her. This woman is actually very kind—she killed her son out of desperation. Even after killing her son, she immediately turned herself in to the authorities.'Emely stopped in her tracks; her son surely didn’t want her to approach him, especially since she couldn’t help with the debt problem.Emely decided to go to the kitchen; surely what her son wanted was some good food to take his

Before leaving for Avtar Palace, Arthur asked his mother for permission first; he didn’t want her to worry. The journey alone would take more than three days.Emely initially refused to let her son go because it was too dangerous. However, Arthur assured his mother that he would be fine.Arthur didn’t tell Emely that he had been chosen by the legendary heirloom of the Land of Avtar and was going to Avtar Palace to spend the night with Queen Avtar, as per the established agreement. He simply told his mother that he had important work that required him to go to the Land of Avtar.“How long will you be working at the palace, my son?” Emely asked with a sad expression as she gently rubbed her son’s back.“I’m not sure exactly how long I’ll be at the palace, but I’ll definitely bring back a lot of money for us. So you won’t have to work as a servant in the neighboring village anymore,” Arthur replied with a faint smile.Emely was deeply moved by her son’s words; she was now fully convinced

Arthur had walked quite a distance, but he hadn’t come across a single person here. Was he the only one trapped in this strange place? And this strange place really was deserted.Arthur stopped in his tracks when someone called his name. He looked back to see who had called him.His eyes widened in surprise when he realized who had called his name. It was his parents.His biological parents! But weren’t they already dead? How could they be alive again in this place? Could it be that his parents were also trapped inside this comic, just like him?But that’s impossible!Their faces and bodies looked exactly the same, and they had died when he was still a teenager. Why hadn’t their bodies and faces aged?Arthur stared at them warily. They were clearly not his parents!“Arthur, come with us. Mom has made your favorite meal: red-roasted chicken and vegetables,” said the beautiful woman with a smile.Arthur shook his head; they were clearly not his parents. But how did that woman know his f

Arthur kept the double-edged heirloom sword. He had to find out the truth as soon as possible—who had been spreading malicious rumors about him.His suspicions pointed to the leader of the Dragon Clan, but without evidence, he couldn’t just make accusations. Even though he knew full well how cunning and cruel the Dragon Clan leader was.His eyes scanned his surroundings; he didn’t know the way back to Avtar Palace. In the comic books he’d read, the main character could return to Avtar Palace because he possessed immense power. That man could teleport with ease, whereas he himself had absolutely no power whatsoever.“I can’t keep going on like this. I need to develop my own powers, not just rely on the Twin-Edged Heirloom Sword. If I’m strong, the entire clan might stop doubting me and accept me as the rightful owner of the sword,” said Arthur.Arthur walked slowly, hoping he might find a way out—and return to Avtar Palace.Arthur thought about ways to improve his abilities. He didn’t