I Reincarnated as a Villainous Noble and Want to Enjoy a Laid-Back Harem Life – I Have No Intention of Getting Involved in the Main Story, Just Want to Live Comfortably with My Female Slaves, but Everyone Around Me Keeps Treating Me Like a Hero - Chapter 1.8

The Twilight Kingdom’s Royal Castle.

A grand assembly was taking place—not only of the kingdom’s own leaders but of powerful figures from across the world.

“There is no need to reiterate today’s agenda.”

Within the enormous conference hall, Marquis Lawson Weston, the Foreign Minister of the Twilight Kingdom, took the floor.

“We are here to discuss the prophecy.”

The prophecy—a foretelling inscribed upon this world.

It was something that held enough weight to dictate the course of nations.

“Ridiculous. A mere prophecy? It is absurd to take such nonsense seriously.”

Yet, the prophecy’s origin was unknown.

No one knew who had spoken it.

No one knew when it had been written.

Its credibility was shrouded in mystery.

“If you wish to leave this council—despite the presence of the world’s most influential leaders—I will not stop you.”

“…”

And yet, despite the doubts surrounding it, the prophecy held enough power to sway the world.

“The First Chapter of the prophecy speaks of the birth of a hero—a hero who has already come into existence. This year, that hero will step onto the grand stage of history. The Second Chapter speaks of the embodiment of ruin. Today, we will confirm the stances of each nation regarding this prophecy.”

“We shall not stand idly by.”

The first to speak was the same man who had earlier dismissed the prophecy.

His nation—the Kingdom of Least Science, the world’s only country devoted to science rather than magic—had long maintained an indifferent stance toward prophecies.

“Naturally, our nation will support the hero to the fullest. It is for the sake of the world.”

“During our kingdom’s founding, such prophecies had not yet reached our lands. We have no particular statement to make beyond that.”

“The prophecy foretells a global catastrophe. To ignore it would be utterly immoral.”

“Our country shall simply follow the prophecy’s dictates…”

One by one, the representatives of each nation voiced their positions.

“We understand your perspectives. Having now shared these stances, let us proceed. Our kingdom, the Twilight Kingdom, shall take a neutral stance in this matter. We will serve as mediators, ensuring that discussions among the nations progress smoothly.”

It was one of the largest diplomatic councils in history.

As the discussion moved forward—

“First, regarding the hero. The Millrul Empire shall provide—”

“AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

A scream suddenly tore through the council chamber, interrupting Lawson’s words.

At the same time, the wall of the chamber shattered, and a bloodied man tumbled into the room.

“…!”

The assembly froze.

An intruder.

One look was enough to recognize that this was no ordinary situation.

Panic spread throughout the chamber.

“Impossible!?”

Something unthinkable had occurred.

This was not just the Twilight Kingdom—this meeting was guarded by the elite forces of nations from around the world.

For an outsider to infiltrate this place was beyond reason.

For a brief moment, everyone hesitated—delayed by sheer disbelief.

And that hesitation…

“Burn them all!”

The intruder seized the opportunity.

A glow of magic illuminated his hands.

Without hesitation, he unleashed his spell—

A great blaze erupted, consuming the vast council chamber, threatening to engulf the world’s most powerful figures.

“Do you think you can escape from me, you fool?”

But at that moment—

The flames vanished.

The instant those calm yet chilling words echoed through the hall, a powerful wind roared forth, extinguishing the fire completely.

“GAAAH!? Who the hell are you!?”

The intruder, seeing his attack nullified, quickly turned and fired another spell toward the hole in the wall he had entered through.

He conjured tons of soil, attempting to seal off the opening and block pursuit.

“Do not underestimate me, lowly fool. Did you think that would stop me?”

But again—

The outcome was the same.

The same presence that had erased the fire effortlessly dispelled the wall of earth as well.

“In my presence, your actions hold no freedom.”

The prophecy spoke thus:

“When red and gold dance, the snow-covered world shall know its hero.”

It was one of the most well-known lines from the First Chapter of the prophecy.

“Tremble. Cower in fear, insignificant worm.”

As the stunned world leaders sat frozen in their seats—

A boy emerged from behind the now-vanished rubble.

A boy with red and gold eyes—

And snow-white hair that gleamed in the light.

“Know my name.”