In the very center of Roth Fort there lies that sharply built castle, drenched in deep red when seen from the outside.
Its name is also Roth Fort.
It looks like a broken sword, steadfastly pointing toward the sky, covered in the fresh blood of evil dragons.
In the common tongue, "Roth" means "broken sword" or "heirless." Moreover, it also has the connotation of a eunuch's condition.
But ironically... it seems Roth Fort's current holder is indeed on the brink of extinction.
The current old Viscount had, in fact, resumed his position for the third time.
Now over eighty years old, he was swiftly approaching ninety.
Forty-five years ago, he had passed on the position of castle lord to his eldest son—his only son. Unfortunately, seven years later, he died on top of a woman, and so the viscounty had come full circle back to the old Viscount.
Luckily, at that time, he was still relatively young.
