318 316 SIDE Quina (1/2)

My name is Quina. I am one of the royal palace samurai, serving the kingdom of the beasts.

I entered the Royal Palace maid training center when I was 2 years old. Well, I don't remember that time. This nursery gathers orphans to come and educate them, and those who are fit will be assigned to samurai, and those who are not will be assigned to other departments when they reach a certain age.

The training is very rigorous, but critical rigour that doesn't kill you, and you won't be thrown out for bad grades, so it won't be a bad receptacle for orphans.

I seem to have had quite a bit of combat talent, and I was lucky enough to be a samurai. Because what a royal samurai needs is combat power first. She completed her studies under her predecessors as she was, and became a dedicated maid with a lady when she was 14. I won't forget the day I was hooked up with the newborn lady.

Nothing like being blinded by that adorability, or being drawn to the weight of your responsibilities. Of course, I'm not saying those feelings were zero.

The lady was incredibly white. If you are an infant of the Red Cat clan, yellow skin is the norm for reddish golden hair. Some royalty have thin red golden hair. Your eyes will have lots of gold, silver, blue and tea.

But the lady had bright white hair and skin and bright red eyes. Plus, I didn't know the race for a second. I said I saw it in front of you.

I didn't know until I was taught, but it was a rarely born white godson (Shiramiko).

You were all so happy to see the lady you were born with. Seems to be because White Kamiko is often born with special skills and abilities. The lady in particular had been given a very powerful unique skill by God: white fire. According to a Royal Palace scholar who did the skill identification, we are talking about surpassing the golden flame.

I can't help but hope, but I think my surroundings are a little too annoying. Some of them said that when the lady grows up, she will destroy the Bashar kingdom with that power, etc. I want to tell you to do it yourself before you put your child's power on it.

The Beast King also seemed worried that the lady would not be crushed by the expectations around her. That one seems to be a brain muscle too - no, I'm sure it's a brain muscle, but it seems to have narrowed its wisdom to a brain muscle and been thought of as various. Because some court sparrows blew the odds, and some bragged about their malice toward the Bashar kingdom.

So the king prepared the Shadow Warriors and gave the lady freedom outside the royal palace. Though I am free to go outside the royal palace with the danger of being alone. But I think it's better than having your heart killed in the royal palace.

In fact, I grew up healthy. In the first place, the lady's combat power, given protection as a white godson, is considerable. That's enough to make you 13 and destroy the dungeon.

I was surprised then, too. It was the lady who didn't have perfect control of her skills that forced her to rampage her skills. And as it was, it wiped out the Rank E dungeon in a short time. Yes, it's annihilation, not trespassing.

It was the beginning of hearing stories about a dungeon likely to stampede in a town adventurer's guild. You said it was the royal duty of the lady to protect the people, and she went into the dungeon by herself while I was getting ready for the dungeon.

And then I came across a bunch of warcraft that were about to overflow in the first room, and I used my skills to the limit. Even if the lady escaped, there was no problem at all because the Interception Unit of the Adventurers was on time. Well, it must have been a good time to screw up.

As a result, the white flame produced by the lady who wasted no time forcing her swallowed the dungeon. Yes, the lady didn't move from the first room, and she wiped out all the warcraft inside the dungeon with white fire. Instead of the dungeon having a lot of medium level warcraft, you also worked in the lady's favor that it was small on all four levels. Because before a runaway white fire, you can't stand a warcraft with a threat degree of E, D.

No one died as a result, but the dungeon core was destroyed and the dungeon is dead. Again, I'd say it was a wasted effort.

Well, the lady earned her experience once and for all by the rampage at that time and reached evolution. At the same time, I got the title. You feel the taste of the gods where it was titled the abuser, not the dungeon trespasser.

Sometimes I get a little too well to bother people, but I don't care because it's not like I can call them.

The only problem would be that you don't have friends your age? I think it's because you're a little too strong for your age and because of the unconscious intimidation of the royal deceased.

I had a good encounter with such a lady.

I just ran into the rumored princess Black Thunder. Ever since I heard the rumors, I was hoping you'd be my lady's friend. Yet I didn't know you were going to blow a fight all of a sudden... You won't find this frightening and speechless.

Fran seemed to be the same combat lover as your daughter, and it was really nice to get along. It pisses me off when I say your friend though. They write it as a strong enemy and read it as a friend. You don't know what the brain muscle people think makes sense.