Ryan Alvik has always felt that there would probably be no earth-shattering stories in his life.
He is the second son of an earl.
The title is inherited by the elder brother, the family is supported by the father, and the mother knows magic. The biggest worry for the younger sister is whether her brother remembers to bring her a gift when he goes out.
As for Ryan himself?
Learn swordsmanship, read books, learn magic, and occasionally help his father deal with troubles in the territory that no one wants to touch.
Until one day, he found that the accounts in the warehouse did not reconcile.
A few bags of grain, a few beams, an inconspicuous loss.
Following this trivial anomaly, Ryan found a black stone that shouldn't be here.
Then came dead men, secret messages, ancient symbols, and a name long buried in the dust of history.
Things started to go wrong.
And what's even more strange is——
He can understand some words that he has never learned before.
There were powers he had never seen before, and he knew how to use them.
Some beings saw him for the first time, but they seemed to have known him for many, many years.
Ryan began to suspect that what he had forgotten might not be just a few childhood memories.
And in the kingdom of mortals, the forest of elves, the tower of mages and the ancient temples of the gods, a storm that has been silent for a long time is also reawakening.
Many years later, when Ryan held the sword that belonged to him again, he finally understood one thing...
