a giant snake. 

It was a beautiful woman who appeared to be in her late thirties.
Her black hair, braided up to her waist, swayed at her footsteps. 

Soon after, the woman stopped walking.

The place she arrived at was the center of the village.
Ulan was sitting in front of her.
The woman pointed at the uhlan with a staff adorned with all sorts of feathers.

“Warrior of the meadow, Ulan Bator.” 

“Ulan! Ulan!” 

When the woman finished speaking, the warriors all around her pounded their weapons on the ground.
It was a show of support, respect, and adoration for Ulan.

“You have challenged the legend and accomplished the feat of passing the ordeal.
In accordance with this, show proof that you have passed the ordeal.”

As soon as she finished those words. 

Ulan silently handed over the necklace to her.

The woman, who had been examining the necklace for a while, grinned, revealing her pure white teeth. 

“Um, it sure is the mark of a hero.” 


Ulan, on the other hand, had a dejected expression.

Since the jewel that should have been there was gone, he thought it would not be recognized as a mark of a hero. 

‘So I prepared an excuse…’ 

He never thought it would be recognized so easily.

Around the time when he felt a bit empty.

Her shout continued. 

“With this, the warrior Ulan has completed the proof of being called a hero.
If anyone has any objection to this ceremony even now, come out!”

The room was dyed with silence. 

It means there weren’t any.
The woman, who looked around for a moment, smiled broadly and shouted. 

“Then, judging by everyone’s agreement, I will recognize the warrior Ulan as a hero!” 


“Hero Ulan!” 

A loud roar rang out. 

All cry to bless Ulan.

Meanwhile, Ulan was lost in other thoughts. 

‘Now I am 16 years old.’ 

It’s like going back 30 years. 

In his last life, he died at the age of forty-five.
After estimating the gap, albeit roughly, Ulan looked around.

He could see several familiar faces. 

Among them was a woman who is currently performing a Hero’s ritual.

‘Shaman Azur.’

She appeared to be in her mid to late 30s from the outside, but she was actually an elderly woman who was over 70 years old.
Nonetheless, she was able to maintain her youth because she was a skilled shaman.

‘Did she say she made the Elixir of Fire?’

He most likely heard it that way.

After that, Ajuh wandered all over the continent, returning to the meadows at the age of just under sixty.

‘In the past, I thought she was just a young, greedy old woman…’

It was Ulan’s bias.

Looking back, Ajuh was a wise shaman and priest.
She was also famous enough to make a name for herself outside the meadow.

By the time he thought so far. 

Suddenly, he heard a voice that broke his thoughts. 

“Well, then, choose.
Hero Ulan!” 

A staff pointing to the altar. 

Azur let out a loud shout. 

“I have prepared a reward commensurate with your feat, so choose whatever you want!” 

There were three rewards. 

A window with blue light. 

A flag engraved with patterns symbolizing a coquettish beauty and her clan with a bewitching smile. 

Each of these meant different things. 

‘First of all, choosing a weapon is….’

To fulfill his mission as a protector of the clan.
And beauty means that he will leave a strong seed for the future of the clan, and the flag means that he will become a chieftain who will lead the future of the clan. 

‘I’ve said this in the past.’ 

I want all three.

Ulan did not concede a single thing.
Because he thought he deserved it.

So he had it all. 

But now he thought differently. 

‘The blue window.’ 

Of course, it’s a useful weapon.
However, weapons of that level were widely spread outside the grasslands. 

‘The most beautiful woman in the clan.’ 

A beautiful face and voluptuous body.
But that’s all.
Outside the meadow, Outside the meadow, there were as many as the stars who were more beautiful and charming.

‘Finally the chieftain’s flag.’ 

That, too, did not suit Ulan. 

Because the chieftain had to be a wise man, not a strong warrior.
Ulan didn’t realize this until he was forty. 

In other words, there was nothing Ulan wanted there. 

Ulan calmly pondered what he really wanted.
So, three goals were set. 

‘First, to reach the state of superhuman.’ 

The first goal was to have a much stronger body and strength than in his past life.
Only then will he be able to stop the Lords of the Abyss without dying. 

‘Second, to obtain a powerful weapon.’

The ax Ulan used was a precious weapon that received all kinds of blessings.
If he were to list the most powerful weapons in the world, it would fit in the top ten. 

But even that ax was broken by the Giant King Largtan.
So this time, his goal was to get a better weapon than that.

‘Third, to accumulate various knowledge.’ 

Power was not everything in this world. 

Wisdom was needed to create and lead forces.
So, it would be better to accumulate a certain amount of knowledge in many ways. 

And one more. 

There was a reason to accumulate knowledge. 

A long ago, Ulan heard this by chance from Azur.
Outside the meadows, there was a place where all the knowledge of the world was stored. 

‘Arsene Academy.’ 

It was the best educational institution on the continent and a treasure trove of knowledge, both in name and reality, and had produced numerous talented people.

If it were there, there must be clues and knowledge that will lead him to the realm of superhuman.
Maybe there is a way to get a powerful weapon. 

Of course, this was only a vague conjecture. 

But even if it was a glimmer of hope, Ulan was determined not to lose sight of it. 

‘But if I want to enter the academy…’ 

I must have at least some basic knowledge. 

Arsene Academy was famous for its difficult entrance exams.
But Ulan had a bad head.
To the extent that it was called the best stone head in the clan. 

There was no need to worry though.

‘Because there is Azur here.’ 

She was the best shaman in her clan. 

In her youth, she wandered the continent, broadening her knowledge, and now she was reputed to be the most knowledgeable figure in her clan. 

‘There is no shortage of people to learn from.’

With the goal of entering Arsene Academy, let’s learn from Azur.
Ulan, his eyes shining seriously, immediately turned to her.

Then he immediately opened her mouth. 

“What I want is not there.” 

Right after Ulan’s words were finished, the hall shook for an instant. 

But that was only for a while.

“Be quiet!” 

A resounding roar.

And soon silence followed, and Azur’s gaze turned to Ulan again. 

Then what do you want?” 

Back with the question. 

Ulan replied as if he had been waiting.

“I want to learn.” 

“Yeah, learn…! What?” 

Azur, who had been nodding quietly, suddenly opened her eyes.
Her expression was startled as if she had seen a ghost.

“Shaman Azur.” 

Meanwhile, Ulan was serious. 

He said to Azur with his head bowed. 

“Teach me.” 

The day a Hero was born in the meadow.

The noisy festival quickly became quiet. 

It was like pouring cold water on it. 

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