In an ordinary homunculus incubation tank in the Yugdomirenia basement, a homunculus suddenly opened his eyes.
"I am—"
The homunculus blew a bubble in the tank. The intense suffocating sensation made him struggle uncontrollably.
He had been able to breathe while unconscious, but once his awareness returned, his biological instincts told him that he "couldn't breathe in liquid."
Magic Circuits, activate!
Driven by instinct, the superior Magic Circuits embedded in the homunculus's body surfaced across his skin. Magical energy transformed into physical strength, shattering the incubation tank's outer wall in an instant.
The homunculus gulped down air. Through the cultivation fluid scattered across the floor, he saw what he looked like now.
Good, very handsome! But this was absolutely not the time to be thinking about that. Given the situation, staying here any longer would be nothing but waiting for death.
His brain felt as though it had been replaced by a much better one. Since he had started out soaking in an incubation tank, this definitely wasn't some lucky opening. He had to run!
Only once he started running did he realize just how terrible his current body was. With a body equivalent to that of a newborn, even standing up was difficult. But if he wanted to avoid being doomed, he had no choice but to run.
The result was that he collapsed from exhaustion in the castle corridor just after running out of the basement.
Black Rider's true name was Astolfo. In life, he had been a member of Charlemagne's Twelve Paladins, a group even more ridiculous than the Knights of the Round Table.
Being a cross-dressing pretty boy was nothing special. After all, his group even had someone who ran around naked.
However, this cross-dressing pretty boy had run into a little problem now... Well, it