The witch here doesn't know any magic. The orcs were actually herding horses. This is the Western world of Sword and Glory. The birth of myth, the migration of races. It's all about me.
And I pretended to be a prince. Deceiving the priest. Convince the Grand Duke.
The king trusts me. The princess fell in love with me. Witches are my biggest fan.
I don't want to be a cow or horse anymore. I want to be myself here for once.
No matter whether it is flooded in the future or passed down for thousands of years.
In this life, I just want to do whatever I want.
