The Undead Knight's

Legendary Witch Alf Vanheim Part 1

Sensing the movement of the mana stream that was active around Rainhart, the grandfather replied with a smile. He was not smiling for no reason, he was only amazed by the age of the prince who was not far in range with Gillian but was able to control his mana strength even where around him this focus.

"The air temperature dropped dramatically, but stopped at 5 degrees?! Its mana control is equivalent to a High-class Witch, able to combine 3 magical words. . The elements of wind, temperature, and water are so easily controlled. Hm. . It was only fitting that the Forest Elves were interested in this young man. . ."

Thought the grandfather couldn't imagine how great Prince Rainhart would be in the future.

For some reason, that feeling was the same as when he met Gillian the first time, a year ago. Still convinced, Gillian's potential with Prince Rainhart is not much different.

Grandpa drank the remaining half a glass of tea. The sound of the plinth of the cup and the wooden table touching as a sign to start a serious conversation.

Saw Gillian rubbing her palms together, then taped them to her wet cheeks. Rainhart managed to catch her breath, trying to control herself, knowing that she was no ordinary old man, but her curiosity overcame her respect for the old man in front of her.

"So what does the Prince of Britain want to ask this old man?"

The grandfather started the conversation after seeing which room in his house became normal.

"If you can just call my name without the title of prince, Grandpa. . . Alf Vanheim?"

With a tone of voice that still sounded doubtful, Rainhart tried to make sure. . .

"Tu. . wait a minute Pa-, um. . Rainhart. . I know that this old man is a great wizard, but Alf Vanheim?! that legendary magician?!. . the magician who helped the Hero fight against the Black Dragon Fafnir 400 years ago?! you're not kidding, are you?"

Gillian spoke up to cut the conversation, not believing the words coming out of Prince Rainhart's mouth.

"Yes Gillian. . There are indeed many versions of stories about legendary witches in fairy tales, as well as children's stories. One of them is said that the witch is the Human Race who got the magical gift of the 2 Gods, namely the God of War Atheros, and the God of Life Turn Artemis. . ."

Grandpa just laughed a little at it.

"There are not so many ancient records that the ancestors left about the events of the Great War specifically that occurred in the past, except honor, glory and how the victory of the human race that contributed to ending *P*great Erang 4 Race against World Disaster-class monsters, Cursed Dragon Race. . .

This is just my own opinion, probably because there are religious sects that are interfering about the spread of the event, causing the reality that happened as if covered up."

"Hoo. . So what makes you think that I'm the legendary wizard, son of Rainhart?"

There was no change in the grandfather's face after hearing Prince Rainhart's words, he still put on his calm face. Twisting his long, choppy white hair.

"We the Knights of the British Empire, in the military school, besides being taught sword arts and war strategy also have special classes, magic use classes for knights who get the Gift of God. . .

Is the name Adelaine De Elenoir no stranger to you grandfather?"

Grandfather's flat-floating eye brows were now raised up. . .

Rainhart smiled, as she expected.

"Now, he was the teacher who taught in that magic class, the descendant of the Elf Race "

Rainhart quickly added.

The grandfather's index finger stopped twisting his hair as if Rainhart's explanation and assumption were right.