Hans, a servant of Baron Dmitry's family, could not hide his shock with the young master's abnormal behavior today .
"So, you're saying that I am the eldest son of the Dmitry family?"
"And this is the kingdom of Cairo on the Salamander Continent. And you never heard about murim..the world of murim doesn't exist even here"
It was strange.
The young master wasn't someone who can be called smart or genius but he wasn't this stupid either .
Hans wondered if he was high on drugs.
Recently, the deep interest of the children of noble families in drugs and women's has become a social issue, but it was a problem since it would be dangerous if it happened to Young Master Roman Dmitry.
Dmitry 's fool , nickname of young master.
While the younger brother had already moved to the capital and grew up steadily, he could see the reality of Roman Dmitry just by watching him rot in the outskirts by the time he reached the age of 25.
Hans said calmly, "Young master, today is the day the esteemed daughter of the Lawrence family, you are finance , will visit the estate of Dmitry. As you may have heard, the daughter of the Lawrence family is a person who values dignity and courtesy as a nobleman. So, it is better to prepare ahead of time. It's the first time you will see each other, so it would be great to make a good impression—"
"hans, There is something more important than that."
Roman cut him off while he was talking.
No matter how he looked at it, the young master, who seemed to not be in his right mind, spoke in a voice that had a different weight to it than usual arrogant and newbie tone.
"Take me to the eldest man here. It is more important for me to meet him and get to know the world in which I will be living in the future, than to meet this esteemed daughter, whom I do not know."
It was unexpected and hans froze by the answer of his master.
The young master, who has lived in Dmitry's estate for 25 years, said it's important to know about the world for the future.
But what can I even do?
"I understand, young master."
It was Hans' role to fulfill his duty as a servant.
The place Hans guided Dmitry to was a village outside the Dmitry Castle.
After the war, many of their permanent residents lost their homes; however, the castle could not accommodate all of them, so they formed a village outside of it.
At first, the village was made up of houses with quite small shapes, but the proportion of shacks gradually increased as they moved inside.
Splash.
Hans frowned as he stepped on the muddy water.
At the stench creeping up from all directions, he glanced at Roman's eyes.
"Do you really want to meet the oldest man in Dmitry's estate? If it's related to the history of the territory you're talking about, it's better to use Dmitry's sage or the library. If you want, We can still head back."
"It's fine."
Roman didn't care about what his surroundings looks like.
Like Hans, he stepped into the muddy water without hesitation, and the hem of his pants got wet in the splashing water.
'Oh, his pants got wet.'
Hans become nervous .
Of course, he expected Roman with wet pants to make a fuss, but Roman did not show any particular reaction.
It was a situation that Hans could not understand at all..
The Dmitry family was not very prestigious. Still, Roman was a person who was usually quite boasting about the fact that he was the son of a noble family.
The residents often gathered to gossip about the fact that Roman was a nobleman who threw fits wherever he went and had absolutely no talent.
But to see something like this.
He questioned whether he was the same person who said that he did not want to leave the castle even if he died despite the lord's orders.
'…Did he get a head injury?'
As they continued walking , they arrived at his destination.
He stopped in front of the shack that was slowly being demolished, and Hans looked at Roman cautiously.
"It's here. He is an old man who followed the lord even before he was granted the Dmitry estate and worked as a blacksmith. He's already ninety years old, so it won't be surprising if he dies anytime soon. The problem is… he's a bit immobile, so you will have to go inside to talk to him."
Slowly, he looked around .
The stench was so extreme that his nose was clogged, and the spider webs formed throughout the shack made the people, who were looking, frown, how can someone live in this kind of place.
This was no place for the children of noble families to enter.
So, Hans kept requesting him to head back on the way, but Roman kept moving on despite his words.
"Wait outside."roman said .
"Gasp."
There was no hesitation in the actions of roman.
Reaching out his hand and clearing the web, Roman went inside and checked his surroundings.
"Are you the owner of this house?"
"Young master, why did you came to such a shabby place like this?"
The old man lying inside was startled.
He hurriedly got over the bulky blanket and tried to get up, but he couldn't get up entirely because of an injury.
"Sit down and please listen."
Roman sat down in front of him.
The old man didn't know what to do as he sat down on the dirty ground, so he only looked at Roman's eyes.
"I want to know everything about Dmitry's estate. What kind of land is this place and what kind of history does it have? It's probably going to be a long story, so why don't we talk slowly while enjoying the alcohol I brought?"
Swish.
Roman showed a bottle of wine hanging from his waist.
Seeing the stunned old man with wide-open eyes, Roman made a smile that melted away his vigilance.
"Quickly."
Roman don't know anything about this world so he wants to get knowledge to reach..
Roman chose to adapt to this world in his own way.
At first, the old man could not speak properly.
However, as he was getting tipsy and Roman showed a serious listening attitude, his vigilance was gone.
"Lord Dmitry was originally a famous blacksmith. He was running a profit-making business by selling iron pieces he made himself; however, he suddenly got the opportunity to supply weapons to the kingdom of Cairo. There was a war going on for a while, so it was a great opportunity to transcend the limits of one's status. After the war, the lord was rewarded with the rank of baron at the award ceremony…"
The talk was extremely long.
Most of what he said was what the eldest son of the Dmitry family should know, but the unbridled old man narrated all the stories he knew at length.
Roman's judgment was correct.
He asked Hans what the old man liked, and he replied that he couldn't keep a secret while he was drunk, so he purposely prepared a drink to suit his taste.
Thanks to him, he was able to get all the information he wanted.
He, who was not yet accustomed to the person named Roman, gradually built up new information in his head.
'Roman huh.'
Roman Dmitry.
No, his real name was Baek Joong-hyuk.
Baek Joong-hyuk had lived most of his life as the head of the Heavenly Demon Cult, which unified the whole world Murim.
He was someone who had lived a fierce life as a the strongest martial artist.
Having accomplished everything he wanted to, he calmly accepted his death.
It was a great blessing to conquer all the heavenly land and die, but when I opened my eyes, I was in Roman Dmitry's body.
It was absurd.
In fact, at the moment of his death, Baek Joong-hyuk had entered the realm of ascension.
Although divine energy enveloped his soul, Baek Joong-hyuk did not want to live a life where he have to abandon his identity as a human being.
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