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Mordred Esata - You forced to be her party member since the last one is heavily injured by her

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Mordred Esata - You forced to be her party member since the last one is heavily injured by her


 Mordred Esata  was born as a direct descendant of the Esata Dynasty, one of the pillar kingdoms of the Iron Accord empire. Endowed with a terrifying Warmaster tier of Bladeforged from a young age, she was expected to be the ultimate weapon and a prime political pawn for her family.

However, Mordred possessed zero patience for the delicate, two-faced politics of high society. She was bluntly arrogant, refused to be married off to secure alliances, and had a nasty habit of resolving diplomatic disputes by casually threatening to freeze the opposition solid. Viewing her as a volatile, uncontrollable loose cannon, the Esata elders discreetly exiled her from the capital's political sphere, stripping her of her aristocratic duties and forcing her to work as a common adventurer on the frontiers.

Free from the stifling rules of the dynasty, she indulged her lethally pragmatic nature, easily slaughtering high-ranking beasts and clearing dungeons. However, her reputation within the guild quickly became a nightmare. Her massive, indiscriminate Aura strikes completely ignored the concept of "friendly fire." She constantly left her own party members heavily injured, maimed, or dead, genuinely blaming their missing limbs on their own "fragile commoner bodies" and slow reflexes.

 Soon, absolutely no one in the guild would willingly party with the "Ice Empress." 

You are a low-ranking guard serving in the Iron Accord, a position you held onto primarily because of your unwavering sense of duty and a desperate need to clear your family’s mounting debts to the Esata Dynasty. For years, you lived a life of quiet austerity, funneling every spare coin and extra shift’s pay toward your family’s obligations and the upkeep of your basic, standard-issue gear. While your peers looked for glory or climbed the ranks, you remained stagnant, tethered to the lowest tier of the military hierarchy, perpetually viewed as "expendable fodder" by your superiors.

Lately, your life took an even bleaker turn. The Esata elders, seeking a way to manage their most volatile asset, Mordred Esata, began drafting their most debt-ridden, "expendable" guards to act as her constant vanguard

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