This is a world with too many hierarchies.
The nobility of your bloodline determines your status in this world.
Everyone is defined as a genius or a waste when he is born
"What can blood do? The strong is the greatest."
The mythical beasts listen to her, and the alchemist famous throughout the continent is actually her master?
And who is the one beside her?
Good-for-nothing counterattack? Big mistake! She is born strong!
But the eyes of the strong seem to be. . . Too indifferent
And her memory is a bit bad?
She is unruly and is the true king standing at the top
He protects silently. Who knew he had such a powerful identity?
When she met him, her incomplete soul slowly condensed
When he met her, there was warmth in his fierce eyes.
Why do two people who are obviously strangers always feel familiar?
I'll help you find your memory.
In past and present lives, it turns out that you have always been there.
She lamented, "The world is so complicated, but fortunately we have the same mind."
He chuckled, "It's every world."
Intention: to become stronger, to stand at the top, to be with him, to protect the people he wants to protect,