"I can't do it anymore..." The knight said with a heavy tone.
"How come? Aren't you an immortal?" I asked in confusion.
"I'm going to die soon. Once I die, I won't be able to stay sane anymore..." Unexpectedly, he said it with more difficulty.
I knew that even the undead would one day become unable to maintain their sanity and turn into living corpses. I didn't expect that I saw it with my own eyes, or in this knight. I was speechless for a moment.
"So I want to ask you something..." He said this with difficulty and then pleaded, "We are both immortals... Please accept the request and listen to me..."
I have always been known as an upright knight, not to mention that I am both an immortal and a knight, so I have to agree to it!
"You tell me, I'll try my best!"
"I'm ashamed to say it, but what I want to ask you for is my mission..." The knight said out of breath.
"Mission?"
"I want to entrust the mission to you who have never been alive... In my family, this saying is circulated... The undead represent the mission... With this kind of immortality... You have to go to the Palace of the Undead... To the land of ancient kings..." The voice gradually faded away.
"The land of ancient kings? God's realm? Rodlan?"
"Ring the awakening bell to know the mission of the immortal..." He continued.
"The awakening bell? The mission of the immortal... Even if you are reduced to the immortal, do you still have a mission?" I muttered to myself.