CH 72

Gathering Interest (1)

The capital of Cairo.

Where is the most luxurious place in Kairos?

People from other countries will of course say the royal palace to the question, but those who have actually experienced it say something different.

"The mansion of the Marquis Benedict is the most famous attraction in Kairos."

Benedict.

He is called the living power of the central government and built a mansion that symbolized his power in a location not far from the royal palace.

A place you must meet on the way to the royal palace.

To the extent that it is said that in order to enter the palace, one must stand out from the Marquis Benedict, he was the core of his power.

to him like that.

A news flew in from the outskirts.

"Is that true?"

tuk.

I put down the pen I was signing with.

The middle-aged man, with his gray hair handsomely turned back, looked at the family secretary as if to tell him.

"Yes, from what I have learned, it seems to be true. Willas from the Valhalla Temple went down to Dmitry himself and confirmed that he was a three-star aura swordsman. As a result of collecting the testimonies of those who were at the battle site of the Great War, it is true that Roman Dmitry defeated Homer. However, there was an opinion that Homer was not able to use the 4-star aura because he was careless and was defeated."

"How old is Roman Dmitry this year?"

"Twenty-five."

"At the age of only twenty-five, he reached the level of three stars. A great talent has appeared on the outskirts."

3 stars in my 20s.

It was unusual growth.

And the swordsmen who showed such growth, historically, always broke through the wall of five stars and became famous on the continent.

As a Marquis of Benedict, he could not help but covet it.

In particular, his desire for a competent swordsman was great, as the Royal Knights of the Royal Family were firmly holding on as the best sword in Cairo.

It didn't matter who Roman Dmitry was.

If he really had the talent as rumored to be, he needed to be recruited by any means possible.

"What is the dynamics of other forces?"

"Everyone is moving fast. In particular, the movements of both empires are the most active."

"Damn Empire bastards. A talented person has appeared in Cairo, and they are blatantly trying to contact us before we do."

Now.

The Kingdom of Cairo is divided into four factions.

There were the royal family that followed the king, the aristocratic group centered around the king's uncle, the Marquis Benedict, and the pro-Kronos and pro-Valhalla imperialists who were born in Cairo but attached to foreign powers.

It was the reality of a small country.

Even though there were forces that openly supported the empire, the Cairo Kingdom had no special way to sanction it.

said Marquis Benedict.

"Roman Dmitry is a swordsman who can rise to the level of five stars in the future. In order not to be taken over by other factions, send someone quickly to recruit Roman Dmitry. If you need anything in the process, I will support you with anything. especially the royal family. As far as them, Roman Dmitry must not be taken away."

Okay.

The bookkeeper bowed his head.

The war has already begun.

Talent who appeared on the edge.

In order to recruit Roman, the powers of the Cairo Kingdom were paying attention to Dmitry.

around that time.

Dmitry was in a festive mood every day.

"Roman Dmitry has become a ranker in the Cairo Kingdom!"

Even if you are still an unofficial ranker.

Upon hearing the news that the first ranker in the northeast region was born, people from all over the world flocked to celebrate Dmitry.

Baron Romero gladly unpacked his pockets.

They welcomed guests by hosting a party full of mountain and seafood delicacies, and they enjoyed the festival so much that they could not stop laughing from morning to night.

in such an atmosphere.

There was only one person who was uncomfortable with planting.

"Whoa."

Viscount Lawrence.

He let out a big sigh, unknowingly.

Although he did not want to attend the party, he had no choice but to visit Dmitry with a smile for a friendly relationship with Dmitry.

The result was the present situation.

It would have been great if he could simply bless Roman's achievements, but if he had forgotten, other nobles scratched his stomach.

"Hahahaha, this is the slope of the northeast area. Finally, we have also produced rankers, haven't we?"

" But are you okay, Viscount Lawrence? If Flora's marriage had proceeded as it was, wouldn't it have been possible to have a brilliant man named Roman Dmitry as his son-in-law? Speaking of which, if I had been in Viscount Lawrence's position, I would have been so hungry that I couldn't come to Dmitry's party."

Contrary to the cautious voice.

It was an outright mockery of Viscount Lawrence.

In the moment of focused gaze, Viscount Lawrence said with a face that was as casual as possible.

"Why do I have a stomach ache? Although the marriage was canceled due to the lack of a relationship, I am truly happy to see the Dmitry family reviving. Shouldn't there be enough families to exercise a say in the central government in the northeast area as well? With this momentum, I just hope that Dmitry will revive further."

Is that so?

"After all, Viscount Lawrence is a great person, hahahaha."

everyone laugh

talked about

On the outside, it was a warm atmosphere.

However.

The truth was different.

Viscount Lawrence, as those around him said, had a very painful stomach.

'Roman Dmitry could have been my son-in-law.'

just a few months.

At the time of the breakup and now, the status quo was polar opposite.

At that time, Roman Dmitry was called Dmitry's idiot and deserved to be divorced.

Heir to the Dmitry family. The youngest ranker in the Cairo Kingdom.

Whenever I heard the modifiers adorning Roman's name, I felt heartbroken because it seemed to overlap with Lawrence's grim reality.

Initially.

I thought it would be fixed with time.

However, Viscount Lawrence couldn't hide her tragic feelings when she saw Roman's self-improving value through unconventional steps every time.

wiggle wiggle.

I drank wine like water.

even like this

I wanted to forget the regrets for Roman.

'Let's think we made the right choice for Flora.'

I had no intention of calling Flora later.

Viscount Lawrence respected Flora's choice and sincerely hoped that her daughter, who had left for the capital, would fulfill her dream.

but.

I can't help but have a stomach ache.

Viscount Lawrence, who suffered from stomach ache throughout the party, made a magical communication as soon as he returned home.

"Are you Sylvia?"

It was.

Still, it was Viscount Lawrence, who had not completely given up on his feelings for Roman.

Cairo Kingdom.

Western Front.

Due to the ensuing battle, numerous corpses and blood were seen everywhere around the barriers Cairo had built.

"Dog-like Empire bastards."

"I always chew the flesh of the Kronos guys raw."

clearing the battlefield.

The soldiers of the Cairo Kingdom vomited out their anger.

The Kingdom of Cairo is bordered by the Empire of Kronos to the west and the Kingdom of Hector to the south.

Although there was not much direct confrontation with the kingdom of Hector, the empire of Kronos demanded that the kingdom of Cairo become a vassal state of Kronos, and had already crossed the border to attack for several years.

Kronos Empire.

Like Valhalla, it is one of the two major mountain ranges of the continent and the country that produced Emperor Alessandro.

If they really wanted to destroy Cairo, they would have walked the road of destruction right away, but they did not see the end due to the interests of each country.

Kronos' troops crossing the border from time to time.

At the forefront, Cairo's soldiers were dying, and from the inside, the patriots who followed Kronos persuaded them to surrender to Iman Kronos.

It was the shabby reality of a small country, and in addition to that, Cairo never had a peaceful day due to foreign powers targeting Cairo like Valhalla.

The soldiers were busy moving and carrying the corpses.

No matter how much time passed, I couldn't get used to the situation where my colleagues were dying because the country was weak.

wide plain.

He set fire to the corpses piled up like a mountain.

In this front line where even a proper funeral could not be held, it was polite to do this even for the dead.

"Rodwell, are you okay?"

On the one hand.

A man spoke to a colleague who was looking at the corpse.

There was an officer's mark on their chest, and a man called Rodwell spoke with his eyes fixed.

"I am used to it now. It's not something you experience in a day or two."

"I never knew that the reality on the front lines would be this bad. Even when I was sent to the training camp for actual combat at the academy, I thought that a pink future awaited me. But sometimes it's a reality. Dozens of times a day, I worry about giving up my diploma and returning to my hometown."

eating.

Rodwell laughed.

understood.

When he was promoted to S-Class at the Cairo Royal Academy, he and his classmates all had the same thoughts.

But.

The reality was the worst.

He spent a hellish time at the front-line training camp in the name of real-world experience, and finally got the qualifications of a commander and was deployed to the Western Front.

only one year. If you gain experience and go back to the academy there, you can get a splendid honor, but when you didn't even fill half of it, your mentality was falling apart.

a colleague said

"Did you hear the news? your brother I heard that Roman Dmitry was on the rankers."

Moment.

Rodwell frowned slightly.

I heard the rumors of Roman.

The title of the youngest ranker was such a huge achievement that it was known even at the forefront, and for that reason, he received questions about Roman from superiors from time to time.

What kind of person is Roman, and what does he like?

His interest in his older brother, who had never even wondered about his existence before, exploded.

'Roman.'

brother in memory.

Has he really reached the level of 3 stars?

no.

It couldn't be.

No matter how hard he got, the Roman Dmitry he remembered was irresistible garbage.

"It's bullshit. I don't know what kind of tricks the family used, but Roman is a guy who can't protect himself, let alone get on the ranks. Are you still an unofficial ranker? Surely the truth will come out soon."

I turned around and turned my body around.

My brother didn't matter.

Now is.

In order to rise higher, it was time to be faithful to the reality that was given to him.

the protagonist of the story.

Unlike the atmosphere around him that was noisy because of him, Roman devoted himself to training with a calm face.

"Whoa."

took a breath

The whole body was drenched with sweat from the training that started in the morning, and the sharply raised senses put everything around them in the realm.

Training using Chloride Shin-Gong after Hwanbone Metamorphosis.

It still took a lot of time to reach the level of his previous life, but what is certain is that he was growing steadily.

"What's going on?"

to sensitive senses.

People's voices were heard.

Hans said it with a face that wasn't too surprised at the ghost-like reaction, as it was familiar.

"We have guests from outside."

"A guest?"

Yes. Shall I guide you?"

There were no scheduled guests.

Roman postponed the meeting, and after taking a shower, moved to the waiting room.

nice to meet you. It's called Bentner."

"This is Roman Dmitry."

A man who smiles brightly and shakes hands.

It was the first face I saw.

Only then did Bendtner reveal his true identity when Roman blinked everyone out of the reception room.

"I will tell you straight up. I am the servant of His Majesty the King of Cairo. The reason I came to Dmitry is to appoint you, Roman Dmitry, as the Royal Knight of Cairo."

The four factions of Cairo.

Among them, Bendtner was a member of the royal family.

The dragon of the margins.

To secure Roman Dmitry, people began to move in earnest.