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A party was formed to defeat the Demon Lord. The party was formed with the hope and expectation of the whole nation.
One was a human born in an abandoned city. He was the warrior, Kyle. Another was an Elf of the World Tree, Lemia of the Goddess of Archery. The third, a priest blessed by God called Saint Sarah.
The last member was me, Raniel, the next owner of the Gray Magic Tower.
Our party of four was popular. Our names spread through the continent as we defeated the Demon Lord’s armies. One of our greatest achievements was cutting off the head of one of the Four Heavenly Kings.
Of course, I can’t say all the achievements were mine. At least a quarter of them; maybe half, if I am being honest. That was how much I put into the part. I gave it my future, my power, and even my life. And yet…
