Hendrick's eyebrows rose sharply at the remark made by Roman which touched his pride being a craftsman.
"The iron produced in Dmitry is arguably is the highest quality in the Kingdom of Cairo. But you, who do not even know how the smithy works, and not sweated in front of a scorching fire of the smithy, how dare you evaluate Dmitry iron!"
Hendrick raised his voice.
It is true, things evaluated by Roman is considered garbage in Dmitry but he didn't like the fact that it was remark made by Roman.
Hendrik didn't have any good impression of Roman after that past incident.
"If it had not been for the request of your father, Baron Romero, I would not have given you anything Roman Dmitry. You are the eldest son of the Dmitry family, Dmitry family which had made blacksmithing a lifelong business. Your younger brother Rodwell Dmitry worked for me for years as a choreographer, but you spent all your time in drinking, playing and spent money. Do you know what that means? That you are the garbage that cannot be rehabilitated. They may be of poor quality, but if they find an owner, they will do their job, but as the eldest son of the Dmitry family, you are a piece of garbage that cannot do anything."
[ Dmitry's roots are in the forge.
The eldest son of the family denied it and neglected it from which he could not earn the respect of the workers of smithy, who worked hard to build the family
Although Hendrik face was not in Roman's memory, Hendrik who was voicing his anger towards Roman Dmitry
Baek Joong-hyeok was now Roman Dmitry and nobody behaved friendly toward him who ever he met, whoever there was one exception.
Which was Hans.
Hans was devoted to Roman, so he consider him as his man for no particular reason. ]
'It's not that I don't understand Hendrick's reaction. If the eldest son of Dmitry was not interested in blacksmithing, but when he showed his anger toward me when I evaluation the equipment provided by him as trash, it would only make me feel bad.'
Hendrick's anger was natural, but there was one thing that bothered Roman who faced his anger.
'Master Blacksmith. Dmitry's real ruler and craftsman who oversees the blacksmith. He deserves respect, but when we look at the current situation, it's a different story. He's not denying that the things I've evaluated are garbage, he's angry because it is evaluating by Roman Dmitry.'
Roman picked up the sword that was lying on the floor.
Then, he walked outside and shined his sword in the sun.
"It's not that I don't understand Master Hendrick's wrath. However, in the process of making this sword, the transmission of power was uneven enough to create a shadow just by shining the sun on it. Perhaps it was the result of an inexperienced blacksmith messing with the hammer. Therefore, it cannot be said that this is Dmitry iron. Master Hendrik can't deny that fact, so instead of pointing out it is trash, you chose to criticize me, didn't you?
"What!"
"Master Hendrick."
Roman swung his sword in the air a few times, then looked at Hendrick with a hardened expression on his face.
Tuk!
Roman threw away the sword.
This time he picked up the armor and showed it to Hendrick.
"Master Hendrick why do you think soldiers wear armor? If you can protect yourself from enemy attacks even once, the armor is worth its hefty weight. However a soldier wearing this chain mail supplied by you was betrayed by his armor he trusted and killed. He believed that the tightly intertwined pieces of iron would protect his body, but the experiment made by an unknown blacksmith could not stop the enemy's attack. Holes were pierced, flesh split, and guts spilled through the chainmail."( Translater note in the above scene Roman is imagining his soldiers fighting his enemy with the equipment and checking the results, haaa multiple talented mc :). )
"What the hell are you talking about!"
"You still don't understand me?"
People's Prejudice?
Because the owner of his body lived life like a garbage, he was not unaware that he had to endure prejudice of other.
However these time Hendrick crossed the line.
Personally, Roman didn't know what he had done.
"I asked Master Hendrick for weapons and armor to arm my soldiers. If I hadn't noticed that those things lying on the floor were garbage, the soldiers who followed me might have entrusted their lives to the garbage without knowing anything. This is not simply a matter of retaliating with one's personal feelings. It was a problem that cost the lives of 30 people, and Master Hendrick turned away from the truth and even started to criticize me. If so, can you proudly say that you are the master craftsman, representing Master Blacksmith of Dmitry? Because of your personal feelings toward me, innocent people almost died!"
" !"
Hendrick was perplexed by Roman's speech.
That's right.
But Hendrick didn't even think about that.
He simply did not want to give Roman good things, and he did not think that the soldiers would die as a result.
"I, I had no intention of doing that!"
"The intent doesn't matter. Weapons and armor have a clear purpose, and anyone can predict what the consequences will be when they give out garbage. So I asked not in the name of Roman Dmitry, but in the name of my father, Baron Romero. I asked for the best weapons and armor possible. And the result is this garbage."
tuk.
crackle!
Roman pushed away the iron pieces that were scattered on the floor with his feet.
Hendrik realized what kind of mistake he had made when he shaw the sight of the falling steel from the equipment.
"This action. May I take it as a protest against my father?"
protest.
For a moment, Hendrick felt his mind went num, due the word which was spoken by Roman.
Hendrick's attitude didn't matter.
Master Blacksmith is one of the representatives of Dmitry family, it is a position of enormous power, but the moment he gave out 'garbage' to Roman, Roman thought he had crossed the line.
Roman respected Hendrick.
He was a conscientious worker, and considering the future of the family, it was necessary to establish a friendly relationship with him.
However.
"I know what Master Hendrick thinks of me. I think you simply didn't want to give me a good equipment. The problem lies in that. Master Hendrick. I got permission from my father and came to see Master Hendrick. It is not a personal request, but the owner of this land has ordered to provide good weapons and armor to my soldiers."
In Moorim Baek Jung-hyuk lived his life as a ruler.
He ruled various humans, but in any situation, he always kept only one principle.
'Hierarchical order. The moment the line between the master and the subject becomes ambiguous, the relationship between them breaks down.'
Shinha who was like a friend.
The moment he crossed the line as a subordinate, Baek Joong-hyeok punished him with a cold face.
It was no different now.
Even though he knew how important Hendrick was, the moment he crossed the line, Roman told the truth to the other person.
Roman tapped Hendrick's head and pressed it down.
"I will ask you again. what you did to me. May I take it as a protest against my father?"
" It's a protest! Absolutely not!"
Hendrick exclaimed in a groan.
Master Blacksmith.
He worked for several decades before earning the title.
Baron Romero worked very hard for Dmitrys due to his contribution he became the owner of this land.
Hendrick admired Romero as his teacher.
Now, he doesn't hear much about the blacksmith from him due to his duties as a nobleman, but Baron Romero is the number one craftsman in Cairo recognized by Hendrick.
Hendrick swore allegiance.
As long as Baron Romero truly understands and cares about the blacksmiths, he thought it was okay to swear allegiance.
That was then.
The blacksmiths around the smithy gathered around.
They couldn't figure out what was going on at first, but their expressions turned harsh at Roman's subsequent remarks.
"If it is not an objection, explain it. why. Did you give me these things?"
"This kid."
"Dare you, to talk like these to Master Hendrick!"
The blacksmiths were furious.
They where like angry mob who had catch the thief and very ready to beat him up .
Anger exploded.
The blacksmiths showed the momentum to rush at any moment.
When a dozen men with basically shabby physique surrounded Roman, the atmosphere became harsh in a situation that looked like a situation of violence would occur.
There is a saying in the world.
Even a vicious group like Blood Fang wouldn't touch Dmitry's blacksmiths.
As a blacksmith is in a profession that uses power and handles weapons such as swords, there have been cases in which the organization itself has collapsed while actually having an argument.
In these situation.
Roman's attitude was calm.
Neither was he bewildered by the threat of the blacksmiths, nor did he react sensitively.
He saw Hendrick.
Looking forward to the answer, the blacksmiths' patience reached the limit.
"I don't know what's going on right now, but I can't watch Dmitry's nerd dare to fight the Master anymore."
Master Hendrick is heaven to them.
Seeing the blacksmiths rushing at once, Hendrick, who had been consistent in silence, finally opened his mouth.
'stop!'
" Master!"
"I told you to stop."
Hendrick's expression hardened.
Hendrick couldn't understand the situation now.
The Roman he remembers was different.
A man who recognizes iron.
He also has the guts to question the hierarchy.
And in a situation where the blacksmiths were threatening, he didn't have the courage to keep his back straight.
By the way.
Roman in front of him was bold.
Even though the blacksmiths were on the verge of rushing in, Roman was looking at him without taking a step back.
'One thing is certain.'
Hendrick said.
" I'm sorry. This is completely my mistake. "
To the objection pointed on him, Hendrick took a step back.