The Im Not Main Character
Mysterious Woman

The city looked bustling and beautiful if it set aside some horrifying scenery in the small alleyway, where the slaves usually rested.

Alda tried to ignore it and of course Mary played an important role in making him avoid such areas.

With a grilled squid in his hand Alda colonized every food store that caught his eye.

“Newly this time I felt this strange animal. What habitat is there in the special mountain, Grandma?” ask Alda.

Mary who was walking beside him looked like an old woman walking around with her granddaughter. Even she had the same gentle face as a grandmother in general.

“Cumi does not live in forests but in aquatic areas such as the sea. Don't you even know that?”

Alda tilts his head, “Sea? Is it a place that is said to have a lot of water? I've heard of you but I didn't think there were things like this.”

Mary lost her smile and looked at Alda curiously. How can one not have general knowledge of it?

There can be no parent so cruel as to teach nothing. Even at least Alda should know about marine animals.

‘Where did Young Master know him? How can one not have much general knowledge.’

Alda stopped at a forging shop. Mary soon catches up with him and finds Alda interested in a forger doing his job.

“Why did you burn a rock and hit it? Is that some kind of hobby?” asked Alda innocently.

Mary was wide-eyed because Alda's attitude seemed like a child who was new to the world.

The short and old forger smiled kindly, answering despite still doing his job.

“It's not wrong. You could say forging weapons is a hobby that I pursue. It is from this hobby that I can live and be happy. Devoting your whole life to what makes you happy is amazing, little girl.”

“Weapons?” Alda frowned.

“Yes. The stone you are referring to is iron ore that is heated to form easily. Through these long processes it will turn into swords and others.”

Alda looked at Mary and clearly felt strange with his explanation.

“Why do you need to do it in such a troublesome way when you only need to use magic to make anything.”

Hearing Alda's words made both Mary and the old forger speechless.

Mary looked at him in surprise, everyone should know that there was no way a weapon could be created just like that through magic.

“Alda, did you know that magic is not even almighty? Magic cannot create a physical form like a weapon. Magic is only able to fill a weapon to become stronger.”

Even cases like indirect magic weapons were actually created with just magic. Even a child should know that impossibility.

“And my father created a sword by blowing a tree.”

Alda left immediately after saying that. Leaving Mary and the forger in confusion.

“Im sorry, sir. He doesn't know much about general knowledge yet,” Mary said while smiling wryly.

The old forger just saw Alda leave, no. He was more focused on the sword at his waist.

“Well, no problem. But I was surprised he said that which is an ancient method. His sword was also a little strange. I can feel the incredible materials shaping it.”

Mary was just staring at Alda's departure. The forging's words made him think that Alda might have an incredible background.

While walking around Alda was still interested in looking at the food stall. Mary was still in the forging place so Alda chose to slow down her steps.

Klang's!

He heard a bell ringing, finding a unique woman in front of him who was walking towards him.

The woman who wore a white robe and cloth on her head, beautiful but strangely purplish hair even though she was wearing a white eye patch the woman walked over as if she could see clearly.

At first glance Alda thought the woman was noble like Arcturus, but it was very strange when the striking-looking woman was not noticed at all.

“Aroma of a dragon.”

Hearing that made Alda widen his eyes and sculpt.

No one knew at all that he was related to the dragon. Even Arcturus did, but Alda did not expect that strangers would find out.

“You—” Alda searched for the woman but her whereabouts quickly disappeared.

But without giving up Alda tried to find him and through a small dark alley. He could see the silhouette of the woman who was constantly walking and slowly fused with the darkness.

“Who are you? What do you mean—”

“I just origin talk. We will definitely meet again sooner or later.”

Alda wanted to catch up and grab it, but his intuition told him not to. Had he tried, maybe Alda would never have been able to see this woman again.

“In the next meeting I will tell you something you most want to know. Surely if fate wills, hehehe.”

His existence disappeared completely within the darkness. Almost as if it never existed, even Alda had difficulty believing it.

“Something I want to know.”

Alda clenched his fists tightly. There is only one goal that makes Alda out of the forest and do his own exploration.

“Wherever you are—”

The only family Alda had in his entire life.

“I'll find you, dad.”

The dragon disappeared suddenly and left Alda Carinea alone.

*****

Night is the best time for criminals to act. In addition to sepinya activity, dark night is also useful to remove traces.

But for Arcturus night not only has a trivial benefit, but night is the time when his abilities are most reliable.

The Envy of Assassins is the power of a killer, and people with the profession will move when night falls.

“Tonight the weather is very good.”

Arcturus stands at the top of the highest clock tower in the city. He used plain all-black clothes, a black mask and a hooded robe to cover his hair as well as his face.

His reddish eyes seemed to light up brightly in the middle of a quiet city of activity.

“Time to act before the banquet is implemented.”

In order to destroy Silverstone and save the princess, Arcturus will need to sow seeds that Shin will be able to use later.

In addition there is another reason why Arcturus acted this fast even though he initially wanted to do it the day after tomorrow.

• I feel the presence of my cloak.

The assassin who missed his robe had been very noisy ever since Arcturus knew about it. It sucks to keep listening to his horrible voice so Arcturus wants to silence him right away.

“Can't you just shut up if you don't want to tell me the location?!”

• ....

Every time Arcturus got angry, his voice disappeared. It just makes him more upset.

“Huh,” Arcturus sighed and hit his forehead. “Let's burn some people.”