The Empire’s Guardian, the “Hero.”
Through countless ages as mountains and rivers changed,
the Hero always protected the Empire under the imperial command.
There was no rightful name.
Since people hardly even knew if the Hero truly existed,
there was neither honor nor praise.
The Hero was nothing more than a dog bound by the Imperial leash.
After sealing the Mad Dragon, the Hero was sealed away by the royal family—
and opened their eyes again only ten years later.
At a wedding ceremony, in the body of today’s bride:
Rosanne, the illegitimate daughter of Duke Leilaten.
Though the body had changed, for some reason, the power bound to the Hero’s soul remained intact.
Even the Hero did not know how such a thing had happened.
"Wait… is this… my wedding?"
No swords, no monsters, no corpses, no blood!
So unlike the past, when the Hero had roamed bloody battlefields, stepping over countless deaths.
"The world… the world is so colorful…"
Moved by this first taste of peace, tears welled up in their eyes.
"What’s wrong with her?"
"No idea. Maybe she’s gone mad, facing a marriage where she’s basically being sold off."
The maids whispered, staring at Rosanne—who wept quietly—as if she were insane.
Enough of that. First, let’s overturn this sham of a marriage!
"Today’s wedding is canceled, Duke. The groom’s a pervert, and I don’t like perverts."