I searched the remaining memory inside my head.

Maybe because of the hangover, everything in my head was mixed up like vomit, but a couple things were clear.

First, my name is Kim Kyung Sam, and I have a part time job at a convenience store while preparing for the civil service examination.

Second, thinking about it, surprisingly I did not drink yesterday.

Third, instead, I played a game all night long in the Goshiwon¹.

When I remembered that far, my mind became blank.

‘Wait, right. I did not drink yesterday.’

I didn’t meet either Ki Wook nor Won Sang.

… Then what is this situation I was in?

Where was I and where was I going?

It was then.

“Whoa! Whoa! Stop, stop!”

The loud vibrations stopped momentarily and the gravity tilted.

Even though it’s not a taxi, something that was carrying me stopped.

‘It can’t be, is it a carriage?’

A carriage in 21st century South Korea?

I paid attention to the sound outside.

Suspiciously low voices could be heard.

“…The ‘Pig’?”

“We caught him without touching a single strand of his hair. We were going to kill him if he tried to defend himself, but it seemed like he was perceptive as he listened without a hint of protest.

“I guess the rumor is true that the prince is quick witted like his father.”

“Even if he’s quick witted, he’s still a pig in the trap.”

Short laughter.

“What about the ‘Bear’ and the ‘Oriole’? Was there anyone behind us?”

“Worry not, we delayed them enough. They’re probably still lost in the forest.”

“Good, nice work.”

“Thank you. Glory of revenge to the divine Aeolem.”

“Glory of revenge.”

The conversation stopped there.

Someone was walking towards my direction.

I was lost in thought.

‘What? What is going on?’

I noticed from the middle, but the conversation that just happened was a story that I knew well.

Not only did I have everything memorized, but also I even knew the reason why they were whispering quietly.

I knew exactly the reason and the setting.

…Everything was a conversation in the game.

It was part of the RPG game called ⟨A World Abandoned by God⟩ that I was playing last night.

‘Assassination of the third prince event!’

This is definitely that part?

However, as I recall, these conversations were just part of texts that were usually skipped over.

This was just a part where the main character used the extras for experience, and the conversation was definitely not recorded in audio.

At least that’s how it was in my memory.

‘But what is this?’

Is this like a super fun hidden camera prank?

Am I being played by those Youtubers who were obsessed with like and subscribe?

My head was madly confused.

Squeak….

With the sound of the rusty hinge spinning, a dim light and a shadow poured out onto my face.

I closed my eyes on accident but couldn’t ignore the ringing voice from the shadow.

“The third prince of the Balt Magic Empire…”
The old man with his back in the moonlight was staring at me.

‘Was he talking to me just now?’

However, no other explanation was given.

In the dark forest where silence flowed.

A kidnapped prince and assassins.

“…Guillaume Ello de Balt.”

I opened my mouth widely to the gaze with definite killing intent.

This wasn’t a joke from Youtubers.

It can’t be!

‘I’m Guillaume?’

That wastrel is me?

“…”

I felt like I was in a dream.

But somehow, I felt like I dreamt this before too.

However when the old man opened his mouth, everything fell in as reality.

I knew the next line.

– Open your eyes widely. Look at me.

“Open your eyes widely. Look at me.”

And the next was…

– Yes, the face is correct. I’m sure. Drag him out.

“Yes, the face is correct. I’m sure. Drag him out.”

I almost screamed at the feeling of goosebumps.

However, before I could open my mouth, I was held by rough hands.

“Re, release me!”

I reflexively stomped and got up.

Because I had to escape.

But even that was part of the fixed scenario.

“Don’t try anything, third prince.”

My legs hardened momentarily and caused my heavy body to fall down.

I didn’t know the reason why.

“You will be executed in the name of the republic. And your head will be sent to your father.”

“…!”

1.Goshiwon – a very small room with bare necessities of what you need to live. Their rent is very cheap.