“Chapter 172: The Seventh 2”
One of the two meteorites that landed on the world thousands of years ago reduced everything to dust. Some species even went extinct.
But one group of people used it to their advantage.
– Alta Naga used to be a tiny village on top of a mountain. It was so small that the slightest inconvenience could cause impoverishment. You would think that a meteor strike would be enough to wipe the entire village out.
– But they survived?
– Yes. The ones that took shelter managed to survive, whereas the people that escaped never got to tell their stories.
Rizerotta looked at the largest building in the city. The king’s castle.
– “The Chosen Ones” is what they wanted to call themselves. Honestly, it’s nothing short of a miracle that they survived the strike.
A moving story about the rise of a group of peasants due to a divine act.
– I could tell just by looking at some of the essential infrastructure. There are minuscule traces of Seventh, the strongest and hardest ore known in the world. Any country would drool just thinking about a material that makes holy swords look like baby toys.
– Correct. Even the demons tried to strike a deal with us. Seventh is so influential that it threw the world into disarray. A powerful army, like Alta Masters, was needed to keep it safe.
– I see.
– As you can tell, this is no simple “rock”. I hope you understand that.
– Yes. I’m sorry for downplaying it.
– I myself don’t mind. However, you’ll be meeting some important people from now on. And they’ll mind.
After finishing her story, we arrived at Alta Masters, my new workplace. The building was made with scraps of Seventh too.
There was one single female knight waiting in the middle of the hall amongst the boisterous crowd.
– You’re late, Rizerotta. Thirty minutes late.
– Apologies, Raviola-sama. It took me longer than I expected to bring Takaya.
– I see. Please be more careful next time.
– Yes. Come on Takaya, say something.
– My name is Nagami Takaya, the Sage of the Forest’s second disciple. I come from Shimazu.
– I received the report from Rizerotta. You’ll be joining the platoon. My name is Raviola, but my subordinates call me Commander.
The purple-haired knight was carrying a sword made entirely out of Seventh.