The Goddess and the Cursed Prince

Prologues

Let's just say our meeting was just a dream.

—Shwan Nakamura's.

The Duar Sring

Swordsmanship and explosions were inevitable, neither side was willing to budge, they were still faithfully clutching weapons despite the wounds and corpses strewn everywhere.

The Kingdom of Celosia and the Kingdom of Neoma experienced a dispute that resulted in this massive war.

A girl launched her arrow towards the opposing soldier with the help of her hunting friend, the girl was able to finish off half of the army of Neoma Kingdom.

Ijima Ryoika.

"Him!" yelled Ijima as soon as he saw his friend hit by a spear.

Ijima told one of his soldiers to take Anya away, the wound of his mate— he should not underestimate because the spear thrust into Anya's body contained poison.

The girl with a red scarf on her waist casts a spell to find the whereabouts of her lover, Shwan Nakamura.

Honestly, he did not know why the two kingdoms had a fight that Ijima obviously wanted to protect her lover even though Shwan repeatedly forbade her from joining.

Once he knew Shwan's whereabouts, Ijima rushed there with a bow that he still held tightly in his right hand.

On the other hand, Shwan was dealing with someone wearing a black kitsune mask half-face, only his eyes were closed.

They do not fight with weapons but with magic. The ribbon ties that tied Shwan's long hair had already been removed from earlier. The hair with a shiny black color was blown by the breeze, with a ferocious gaze he looked at the opponent's neutrals.

"The monster has taken hold of you, brother," said Shwan, who has yet to launch his magic.

The masked man laughed loudly, "Are you scared, Shwan?"

Shwan shook his head firmly, he had promised himself that he should be able to free his opponent from the monster residing in his body.

With lightning movements they clashed, sweat poured out making the faces of the two look shiny.

Hosh Hosh

 

Shwan set his breath, his opponent's strength increased greatly after the monster appeared.

Grudak

 Shwan's body was slammed after being exposed to the magic of that person, he laughed triumphantly because he could defeat the future heir to the throne of the kingdom of Celosia.

"God!"

The sound of the call made Shwan turn his head with great difficulty, his pupils enlarged when he saw Ijima approaching him.

"What are you doing here?" tanya—nya full of emphasis.

"I want to help you," Ijima replied to help Shwan sit down.

The man shook his head, "Get out of here Ijima, it's very dangerous here."

"I can help you fight him" Ijima told the masked man who began to look at the lovers.

"Your magic is not enough to defeat him even though you are a descendant of the goddess,"

The masked man cast a magic spell that made a dagger with a flame at the end.

"Ck, you're pissing me off," he said, starting to spin the dagger it made Shwan panic.

Her panic escalates when it leads to her lover. Shwan's energy is exhausted so the only way to protect Ijima is to use his body.

 Jleb

The dagger pierced through Shwan's armour on his chest, "Akhhh!!!!" the man screamed in pain, the fire started burning his body.

"God!" Ijima held Shwan's body, his left hand cast water magic but the fire was not extinguished.

Shwan was still screaming in pain which made his laugh smile with satisfaction, then he stepped away from the battlefield because he felt that he had defeated Shwan Nakamura.

Ijima cries hysterically, a hunter who also wears a mask helps Ijima, their magic is fruitless. The fire was extinguished when Shwan breathed his last.

“No! The shwan! Get up, please," Ijima's pinta hugged Shwan's body tightly, but the man didn't move a bit. The hunter looked at the girl's pity, his head bowed with regret.

Ijima repeatedly apologized for not obeying Shwan's words and ended up losing the person he loved.

“I—I will avenge your death, I will become stronger after this, I promise you, Shwan,” said Ijima fused his forehead with Shwan's forehead.