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Lynch, who had just finished a day of project development, suddenly found himself transported to a world of swords and magic. Fafnir, stop pretending to be dead and lift your dragon claw. I can see the gem you have hidden underneath. Fire Demon Molins, I'm sorry to disturb your sleep. I found that you have a lot of the magic materials I need. I will pay you back in my next life. This is a battle hymn of swords and magic, an epic of heroes, and the sigh of the dead. Let's see how Lynch, a moral pacesetter who has received nine years of compulsory education, leads his partners to write his own epic on this continent of blood and fire.