Yeman was strolling in the forest to find some useful plants to process. After walking for almost half an hour, he found a lake.

He went near and took a peek on it.

The lake was so clear that even his reflection could clearly discernable. It was also deep. Maybe around his shoulder, if he jumped into.

While gazing on the swamp, he noticed some fishes. He thought of catching some, but it a waste if the water became muddy or foggy. So he decided to buy a fishing rod in his market.

Tap..tap...

<Buy Normal Fishing Rod for 150 soul points?>

<Buy> <Cancel>

He tapped on the <Buy> choices then sat beside the lake.

Plok! Sounds of water when he threw the string of fishing rod with its bait in it.

...

While waiting for fishes to take his bait his mind wandering around.

They said that today was the day that the carriages from the empire would arrive.

He thought of what kind of empire was Whitestone Empire. Since his knowledge from this world was just limited in this area where they currently were.

Good thing that he managed to befriend some people in these past days. They told him some stories of the empire.

Especially that old man. The old man he meant was the man who came talking at him that night before they storm the Sitona Town. The same old man handed him the hot herbal tea.

The old man named Mar Hoyek... but aside from his name he did not bring out any other information about himself. Not that Yeman cared for it.

Last night, the two of them were talking in front of the bonfire.

The old man told him about the empire. He said that the Empire of Whitestone had 300 years of history. At first, it was a border part of the Malufort Kingdom.

But something had happened that made the Malufort Kingdom fall. Even their king had died.

Because of this, people in power started to gather troops in order to dominate and became the new ruler of the kingdom.

Blood spurted...cries and howls were everywhere.

Every leader of the group used their means in order to outfight their peers. Schemes and traps were well played. The people's lives in that kingdom had turned into a living hell after the supposed to be the father of land left without appointing the next ruler.

This was what would happen when a ruler died before it passed the throne to the new ruler.

From left to right, the war would occasionally break out.

The crying of children and adults alike seemed like an out of the melody songs.

The kingdom's people turned into the survival of the fittest. Where strong preys on weak.

Food, water, clothes, and any other main resources had become scarce. People dying in war, starvation, and illness.

Pandemic had spread out. Even the supposed to be faithful people from the church had started to questions themselves if truly a god did exist?

Their faith in the unseen God had started to lost its value as they also started to join the war.

Some Kingdom from far places just waiting and did not attempt to join in a war of people of Malufort Kingdom. Even though the kingdom started to crumble, but this kingdom was known as one of the strongest.

The people living in this kingdom were all good at fighting. Not just that, they were trained in battle at a young age.

So no one would imagine how such a powerful kingdom turned into a wasteland.

The other kingdom just watching and waiting for them to exhaust their strength. Aside from the people of Malufort, the other kingdom was wary also from other kingdoms.

They knew that whoever took the bait first would weaken their troops and be the second target by the other. Having this in mind, they found themselves in a stalemate.

Until one day, an unknown person came and joined the fight. With him was a troop numbered in 200 or so members.

No one knew, if who this person was. He just came from nowhere. He was so powerful and so his members.

He ended the fight and rebuild the kingdom which was named the Whitestone Kingdom.

The new kingdom became stronger and stronger as time went by. And now it dominated some of its neighboring kingdoms.

Many years had passed by, now it was called the Whitestone Empire.

...

"W-What are you doing—!"

While Yeman was recalling the words of the old man, a sudden sweet female voice reached his ears.

"Uh...?!"

He unconsciously uttered while taking a glance at where the voice came from.

|She again?!| he cried out after seeing who the other person.

|Wait! Wait! Wait! Why she almost naked?!| Yeman was flustered when he noticed that the girl on his right side in half undressed state.

Long golden hair. With white skin that no slight scar visible. Voluptuous and sexy figure. And a beautiful face. And she was in her undergarments!

"You! Turn around!" With a pulse that surfacing on her forehead, she shouted at him.

He hastily looked into the other direction with a gulping sound.

|Did my perception failed to detect this person?| he questioned himself with doubt.

|Wait, did she plan on swimming here?|

|Arg, in that case, can't be helped... I had to go.|

"UHM, miss... if you want to swim...then I will go," he said.

"....."

|No answer?|

"Miss?" He called out again.

"...why are you calling me like we don't know each other?"

She replied with a question and in a sad tone.

"....."

Yeman knitted his brows as he fell silent. After hearing her question, he thought for seconds if that guy Eman knows this girl.

Though he knew that Eman was rejected by a girl, Yeman doesn't know, if who the girl rejected Eman.

And this girl at his back seemed like, had something bugging her within.

Aside from that, wasn't this girl bump him two times with horse?

He was thinking if she had any kind of enmity towards him... he means towards that guy named Eman, the past host of his body.

"Uh—sorry miss... but, you see... I lost my memory... and you know—"

His words have been cut off.

"What? Are you joking at me?!" Her voice became louder.

"No, of course, I did not...uhm— you can ask my other squadmate..."

Yeman was wondering why...

Why he had to reason out with this girl. He supposed to get angry with her. But he can't. Like something from within him... won't let him get angry at her.

|Why do I feel like... I long for this voice?|