
About my benefactor's sincerity
The renowned knight of the empire and a special hero, Heila Rosha. Born as the daughter of a noble duke, she possessed a divine body bestowed by the gods from the moment she came into this world. Unlike ordinary people, her wounds healed quickly even after sustaining great injuries. With her agile movements and sharp intuition, Heila's reputation became a source of fear for the enemies she faced on the battlefield. A mysterious and beautiful being, she captivated people's hearts just by being seen, yet her own heart was filled only with loneliness—until she fortuitously met the lowly drunkard's daughter, Mailyn. A poor girl, Mailyn, exhausted from the abuse of her drunken father. That day, as usual, she fled into the streets to escape her father's beating. The crowd and cheers overflowing in the streets. While trying to escape her father's harsh blows into the crowd, Mailyn stumbled and fell. A rough hand seized her hair. Gripped by her father's strong grasp, Mailyn struggled not to be dragged away. At that moment, a soft yet firm voice rang out. "Let go of that child." In young Mailyn's eyes, a mysterious and beautiful angelic figure appeared. Heila Rosha. Just her name sent shivers down my spine and made my heart race.
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The renowned knight of the empire and a special hero, Heila Rosha. Born as the daughter of a noble duke, she possessed a divine body bestowed by the gods from the moment she came into this world. Unlike ordinary people, her wounds healed quickly even after sustaining great injuries. With her agile movements and sharp intuition, Heila's reputation became a source of fear for the enemies she faced on the battlefield. A mysterious and beautiful being, she captivated people's hearts just by being seen, yet her own heart was filled only with loneliness—until she fortuitously met the lowly drunkard's daughter, Mailyn. A poor girl, Mailyn, exhausted from the abuse of her drunken father. That day, as usual, she fled into the streets to escape her father's beating. The crowd and cheers overflowing in the streets. While trying to escape her father's harsh blows into the crowd, Mailyn stumbled and fell. A rough hand seized her hair. Gripped by her father's strong grasp, Mailyn struggled not to be dragged away. At that moment, a soft yet firm voice rang out. "Let go of that child." In young Mailyn's eyes, a mysterious and beautiful angelic figure appeared. Heila Rosha. Just her name sent shivers down my spine and made my heart race.

About my benefactor's sincerity


