Chapter 1

〈Asinov, the only Grand Duke of the Empire.

Their history began with a legend 500 years ago.

Around that time, the continent was plagued by bloody wars.

It was because the Demon King, who lived beyond the Mist Mountains, declared war to occupy the affluent land protected by God.

The Demon King came down quickly without any room for negotiation and conquered the whole continent.

As the Demon King was as cruel as he was, no life remained where he had passed.

All the countries on the continent joined forces to form a coalition and fight desperately, yet it was not enough to defeat the Demon king.

As time went by, the defeat of the Allies deepened. The only thing left seemed to be despair.

But like all stories, the moment they thought it was the end, a great hero appeared.

Revelation received by the star goddess Rossiante,

Archmage Pamel Asinov.

Magician Pamel joined forces with several sorcerers’ to seal the hideous demon king and drive the lost heads’ hordes over the Mist Mountains.

Afterward, he built a vast magical barrier around the Mist Mountains and a mansion under it to prevent the demons from attacking again.

The white outer wall looked like snow from afar, so people called it a winter mansion.

“As long as the winter mansion is held firmly in place, the Demon King will never be revived!”

After that, the Duke of Asinov remained silent for 500 years, taking Pamel’s mission to defend the winter mansion securely.

So far, numerous countries have emerged and collapsed, but only the Asinov family has remained unwavering.

Asinov’s status was more than just a family.

The royal family of Kirun, who unified the continent and founded the Empire, also dared not challenge its power.

Instead, whenever a new emperor ascended the throne, he visited the North first to greet the Grand Duke and confirm their legitimacy.

This is the legend of Asinov, a famous legend that even children in the Empire know of.

However, there was a fatal error in this legend.

The decisive error is that the existence of the Archmage Pamel was actually the Demon king.

‘How do I know that?’

Of course I know!

Because I’m an ‘innocent little citizen who was mistaken for a wicked Demon King and died at the hands of a sorcerer!

What exactly happened to the small citizen who died so unjustly….

‘I reincarnated.’

In the world 500 years later.

That also as the granddaughter of Archduke Asinov, a descendant of the hero Pamel who mistook me for a Demon king and killed me.〉

1

I was an ordinary citizen in my previous life.

Except for the fact that my Master and I lived alone in the Mist Mountains.

But whenever I said ‘hiding,’ Master would shake his head with a serious expression.

“Who lives by hiding? I just like the quiet. How nice is it here? The air is also nice.”

It was a ridiculous excuse.

The Mist Mountains were famous for their habitats of all kinds of ethnic groups and vicious beasts.

It wasn’t a place to step in for the light reason, ‘I want to live in a quiet and airy place’.

Of course, I had a theory.

‘Maybe Master is a criminal?’

He would not have been a normal criminal to hide in such a rough place.

But it didn’t matter to me how big a crime Master committed.

‘If it wasn’t for Master, I would have died on the road.’

Master is said to have found me in the slums of the city where he happened to drop by coincidentally on his way to the Mist Mountains.

He said it was annoying that a toddler who was abandoned on the street was crying, so he walked around, but then he felt uncomfortable, saying that he didn’t want to take care of a child that he didn’t have any luck with, yet he didn’t abandon me.

‘You know, he actually liked me. I’m sure he did.’

During his lifetime, Master taught me everything he knew.

Knowledge, swordsmanship, magic, and so on.

Thanks to the Master’s miscellaneous teachings, I was able to live in the Mist Mountains.

That was until one day, when the Mist Mountain became clamorous.

〈Older sister! There’s a lot of things going on!〉

〈You say he’s the Demon King?〉

〈It smells like blood!〉

Before feeling the turmoil of the mountains, chattering fairies flocked and chatted.

Their chatter was mostly useless, but it has often been helpful.

‘The Demon King? Doesn’t he live beyond the mountain range? Why did he suddenly show up here?’

The question was quickly solved.

The king began to wage a war of conquest using the Mist Mountains as a base.

I found it quite worth seeing.

‘Why do you have to base this place? It’s so noisy I’m going to die!’

These bastards were sleepless.

He was always full of excitement as he had no sleep, so he drank, danced, and sang night and day.

A week…

15 days…

A month…!

‘I can’t take it anymore!’

Tired of the noise pollution, I eventually stormed into the base of the Demon.

“Hey, Demon King. I know it’s exciting because the war went well for you. But this is not a mountain range where you live alone, okay? So please be a little quiet, or move your base to another place!”

At my request, the Demon King mumbled in bewilderment and soon pulled out his sword.

He said he would cut my throat and shut my mouth.

I couldn’t just watch it.

So I used magic as Master taught me…

Stop…

“Kugh! This… what…!”

One blow knocked the Demon King down.

The Demon King was embarrassed; his men were bewildered, and so was I.

‘…What? Why am I so strong?’

I’ve never beaten my Master in my life.

Master always said to me, ‘Tch. You’re so weak that I don’t even know what to do with your body.’

‘So I thought I was a real weakling.’

I blinked my eyes in silence and soon came to realize.

‘What should I do? I’m not weak, I think Master was too strong……’

While I was trying to understand the situation somehow, the Demon King, who was fascinated, said with a thrilled face.

“You’re the first one to knock me down, human. So…”

“So?”

“From today I will take you as the new Demon King. The one who knocked me down deserves that! Hahahaha!”

Aren’t the people who stood around the Demon King laughing wildly with stupid faces, starting to kneel down one by one?

“Your majesty! Our new monarch!”

….Yes?

‘I’m the Demon King? But why?’

***

From then on, the Demon King began to follow me around with his men.

I’m not the Demon King!

I don’t even have the slightest intention of becoming your lord!

No matter how many times I shouted, these guys never got away from me.

“No, I’m not the Demon King.”

“But you knocked me down.”

“Then you can knock me down again. I’ll give you a blow. Hit me! I’ll collapse right away!”

“That’s not true.”

“I’ll return the king’s seat.You don’t even have luck, Huh? You’re gonna have to reclaim your place again.”

“I am not embarrassed to bow my head to the strong. Because that is the law of the demons.”

“Ha…. The law of the beggar demons…”

In the midst of a chase battle with the Demon King, something occurred. They met Pamel, who came to the Mist Mountains with an allied army to defeat the Demon king.

What follows, well, is as recorded in history.

“I told you I’m not. The Demon king you’re looking for isn’t me. Calm down and listen to me! Huh?”

“Be careful! Don’t be misled by the Demon King!”

“Never be shaken!”

“No… it’s really not me… That’s the Demon king…”

I tried to explain it with a great deal of frustration, but the Allies just kept attacking me.

Maybe it’s because the Demon king’s army attacked the Allied Forces behind me, shouting, ‘Master! We’ll help you!’.

‘You’re not helping me anyway.’

I resisted trying to stop the invading attack somehow, but as a huge number of people flocked over, I didn’t have the skills to deal with them.

Some wielded swords, some fired arrows, and some shot magic.

Originally, did the law attacking in a group exist?

‘Well, I could’ve won if I’d fought with all my heart…’

To do so, I had to fight with determination to kill my opponent.

‘But Master told me not to kill with the power he taught me!’

On the other hand, the result was obvious because the opponent was determined to die.

I ended up being swept away by the great magic that Pamel and the Magician Legion had prepared.

‘Oh, my God!’

The tremendous pressure suffocated me. It was the sensation of a huge current hitting my body.

‘If I’m swept away like this, I’ll die!’