(AC FF-ENG) Dream

Decoy

As usual every morning the royal family will gather in the dining room to have breakfast together. While serving dessert, one of the waiters accidentally knocked Tanya's glass, causing it to roll over and the contents spilled onto her clothes.

"Hey, what are you doing? Are you want to die?" Saya snapped.

"Forgive me... forgive me..." the servant knelt down for mercy.

"Okay, okay, it's not a big mistake. I'm fine," Tanya told the servant to get up.

"It's not a big mistake, but it's still a mistake. This servant still needs to be punished so that he can be an example for others to be more careful."

"Saya is right," Taealha supported him, "anyone who makes the slightest mistake must be taught a lesson. So, do you have any suggestions as to what punishment he should be given, Saya?"

"Cut off her hand--"

Tanya glared, as her foot nudged Saya's leg.

"--it must be too much," Saya continued, "a whip, perhaps?"

"That's still too much. Just lock her up for a night," suggested Tanya, "Yeah, but it would be better not to punish her and give her a second chance."

"I agree with Tanya," Tagon supported her, "Guards, lock her up until tomorrow morning!"

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty, Tagon Niruha... Praise be to Tanya Niruha..." the servant girl worshiped them while being dragged away by the guards.

"Where is the king of disaster?" Taealha quipped.

"Kings must not only be cruel, but also wise."

Taealha patted the back of her husband's hand, "I'm proud of you."

"I'll excuse myself first to change my clothes," said Tanya.

Meanwhile Saya continued eating breakfast quietly.

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The next day, when the prison guard was about to take the servant girl out, she was already lying on the ground with her mouth foaming and her eyes wide.

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The pure, burning flame burned the molten bronze and other materials. The melt is then poured into molds and then cooled to eventually become various weapons and tools. In a corner of the Fire Fortress, Yeolson put some additional materials into the iron melt. Moments later, an iron sword was created. But it broke after he tried to swing it against the wall.

"Ah... what else is missing? It looks like everything is complete. Why did it fail again this time? Is it not hot enough, or too hot?" he thought.

"Yeolson-nim," a slave called out to him, "someone wants to see you."

Yeolson just took a deep breath. Since his pure iron sword was discovered, many people wanted to 'meet' him, wanting to know the recipe for making it, from asking him nicely to torturing him to open his mouth. The problem is, Yeolson himself doesn't know how this magic sword could be created from his own hands. It was created from an accident. He put in the wrong ingredients and mismanaged the temperature of the fire until he created a magic sword that was light but strong.

"Tanya Niruha and Prince Saya want to meet you."

There was a little relief that entered his heart. He hurried to clean himself before meeting his daughter.

"Niru--"

"Father..."

Before Yeolson had time to salute his own daughter, Tanya first hugged him tightly. Yeolson's lips trembled with emotion. Since becoming the highest priest, there has been a wide gap between this daughter and father.