The pages of the book slowly turn, and the morning sunlight falls into the mottled grass.

"Finally, the story of an ordinary child."

"Once upon a time, there was a dragon that lived on a steep mountain. "

"A long time ago, a man told a lie. He said:

"I climbed that mountain to fight with the dragon,"

"Then I almost killed him. But I missed. And he was huge and ck. "

"He just wao be famous by this story, this story is just a tool for his fame,"

"And that's why he lied.

"That uory made the people amazed iown, this incredible story made the people in the town extremely surprised,

『The king learned of the story and he gave him a reward.』

"That lie became a rumor and the rumor spread to the whole try,

"It ran, from the east to the west, from the south...From east to west, from north to south..."

"Over mahe rumor was retold among the people. Many years later, the rumor was still retold among the people."

Finally, this story ignited the spark of inspiration in the boy, and he said:

『“i want to be a hero like that!“

I want to be a hero like that!"

So he went to the same mountain in the story.

"It was a long journey, the sun was scorching, but he never gave up."

"When the boy reached the top of the mountain,

"What he found was a huge white dragon——he was exhausted and injured. What he saw was a huge white dragon, scarred and dying."

"He threw down the sword which he had sharpened for the dragon's fight."

"He tried his best to take care of the white dragon."

"The white dragon recovered day by day with the boy's help."

"After this the white dragon flew away into the sky.

"The dragon's scales came off, which became the snow.

"It was the first snow ever. And this was the first heavy snow in the kingdom."

"That story was all over the place. The boy's story caused a sensation in this country."

"From the east to the west, from the north to the south...From the east to the west, from the north to the south..."

"After many years, countless years later,"

"People talked about that boy as a legend. The boy became a household hero."

"——Wient, the magic of words is fleeting."

"But living the experience empowers your whole life. But only the adventures you have personally experienced will make you remember forever."

"Do you want to hear more stories? Do you want to hear more stories?"

"Or do you want to chase the adventure? Or will you chase your own legend?"

The silver-haired girl softly recited the story from the picture book, while Ernst beside her listened blankly. He had never felt the vastness of the world as he did today, and felt the desire slowly rising in his heart, the desire to step into his own story.

At this time, Ernst also remembered the extremely old yellowed photo at home. The figure in the photo was a person from hundreds of years ago, and he was also his ancestor. It was said that he was the founder of Cransia, which was also the predecessor of the current Federation.

Such a great ancestor has at least tens of thousands of descendants today, but our family is still ordinary and there is no difference between us and the people around us.

Ernst once thought so too, believing that it was a very distant and unattainable thing, so he put the photo back into the frame and placed it in the corner of the cabinet and ignored it.

However, today seems a little different.

He rarely had this feeling. It wasn't intense, but rather a heavy feeling.

Although he didn't know how to describe this feeling, he already knew the choice in his heart, so clear and obvious.

I want to go to that prosperous galaxy and become my own legend.

The wind blew across the hills, and the colorful leaves rustled in the sunlight.

(End of the book)