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198Duchy of Dmitry (3)

Dmitry.

It was a hometown I came back to after a long time..

Rodwell, who left Dmitry to prove himself in the capital, was reminded of the past by the surrounding scenery..

‘It's been a few years?’

I couldn't remember very well.

What is certain is that the environment outside Dmitry Castle was not such a good place to live..

Apparently, there was a bad smell in the slums when I left Dmitry, but the shabby houses were demolished and a nice-looking village was formed..

No matter how much I looked around, there were no people with dark expressions..

Well-fed and well-bred children were running around with lively faces, and as I looked away, the Dmitry Walls loomed overwhelmingly in the distance..

It seemed higher than before.

In addition, the structure was changed to be more practical for battle, and defenses against magic were installed on the castle walls..

‘A lot has happened.’

While you were away.

Dmitry was caught up in the whirlpool of war..

There was a battle with Barco, there was trouble with the northern lords in the process of occupying the northeastern region, and Marquis Benedict, the commander of the rebel army, made moves to attack Dmitry..

Due to such events, Dmitry continued to change..

If it had once felt like it was superior to the outskirts, now it seemed like nowhere in the kingdom could one find an environment as well-equipped as Dmitry's..

After the war.

Rodwell Dmitry was ordered to take leave..

Although Dmitry became a principality, it did not separate defense from Cairo..

The areas directly bordering other countries, such as the West and South, were decided to be joint defense, and Rodwell Dmitry received an answer that he could continue living in the West if he wanted..

Moreover, since he was promised a promotion in the public service award, he will be assigned a commander-level position when he returns..

Standing at a crossroads of choice.

Should I stay with Dmitry?.

Or should I go west again.

Returning to Dmitry to make a decision, he put aside his feelings and entered Dmitry through the gates..

and.

I was impressed.

The sight before his eyes was very different from the Dmitry he remembered..

“……What the hell happened??”

well maintained roads and buildings.

The development was incredible for a city on the border, and what caught the eye most of all were Dmitry's soldiers..

I felt it during the process of entering, and it was obvious at a glance that they were well-trained and patrolled in an organized manner..

Sharp movements and sharp eyes.

The sight of them refusing to allow even the slightest disturbance reminded Rodwell Dmitry of the Roman soldiers he had seen on the battlefield..

It was certain.

they have changed.

They were not just ordinary soldiers from the frontier, but even compared to the kingdom's army, they showed an overwhelming appearance..

Rodwell Dmitry walked down the street.

everything was unfamiliar.

Although it hadn't been that long since I left Dmitry, I couldn't readily accept my hometown had changed so much..

I needed some time to calm down the confusion a bit..

He entered an unknown restaurant, took a seat, and listened to people passing by while sipping a beer..

“LOL, that really happened.?”

“That's right. Because the rookie made a mistake, he almost got buried in the underground tunnel. Truly, if Roman Dmitry had not ensured the safety of the mine shaft, I might not be here today..”

“That's right. Since shortly after protecting the mine shaft with a magic artifact, I haven't heard of anyone dying..”

“Cheers to Roman Dmitry, who saved my life.!”

“Cheers!”

widely!

We clinked beer glasses together..

Those who appeared to be iron mine miners were talking loudly, mentioning Roman Dmitry, and the situation was not much different at other tables..

What they said boiled down to Roman Dmitry..

With Roman Dmitry's performance on the battlefield this time, they seemed to feel great pride in being a member of Dmitry..

one city.

I was full of energy.

Dmitry secured jobs for the people of the territory from the iron mine, and the money earned from it created a virtuous cycle and encouraged consumption..

Naturally, people enjoyed their daily lives.

And knowing that that daily life originated from Roman Dmitry, Roman Dmitry was not left out in their conversation..

There is a gap in my memory.

Rodwell Before Dmitry left, his only older brother was a simpleton who was ridiculed by people..

Jump, jump, jump..

I drank alcohol.

And then.

widely.

I put down my drink and stood up..

I had a bitter taste..

* * *

that day.

Rodwell Dmitry could not sleep all night..

Second son of a baronial family.

Why did he live so stubbornly?.

There was no great reason.

I tried my best to become someone worthy of Dmitri, but the world changed while I was away for a while..

There was no Roman Dmitry, whose name alone was ridiculed..

What I saw and heard along the way showed how much Dmitry's people trusted and respected Roman Dmitry..

I was devastated.

My mind was complicated..

The current Dmitry realized that Roman Dmitry suited him better than him..

“…………It really sucks.”

efforts so far.

He was qualified as successor.

When Roman Dmitry took a nap, he practiced swordsmanship, when he drank, he went to the blacksmith shop, when he met women and when he raised his voice with the guards, he studied tactics alone in his room..

People assumed that Rodwell Dmitry was the heir to the family..

People who said that fact had not changed when they left Dmitry could not hide their discomfort when they saw their faces for the first time in a long time..

It was definitely a pity.

Because their hearts were toward Roman Dmitry, they could not treat Rodwell Dmitry sincerely..

It was a cruel reality.

Although I felt sad that everything I had worked hard for was falling apart, I did not want to blame the people who followed Roman Dmitry..

Isn’t there a visible result?.

Dmitry has developed, the people are living happy lives, and the baronial family is now the owner of the only principality..

which one.

it was flawless.

Roman Dmitry was a truly suitable successor to Dmitry..

‘And I even lost my eyes.’

one eye.

It was sour.

As a prosecutor, losing an eye changed me more than I thought..

The whole way of swinging the sword felt unfamiliar, and even my immediate sense of distance wasn't as accurate as before..

I looked at the sky from the veranda.

it was a dark night.

Like his future, Rodwell Dmitry was in turmoil..

‘There is no place for me in Dmitry. And if I go back west, I'm not who they want.’

I'm stuck in a dead end.

actually.

Regardless of all reasons, Rodwell Dmitry could not forget Roman Dmitry's performance on the battlefield..

People probably only heard about it through rumors.

Unlike those who only say that they showed overwhelming force in the process of dealing with Gustavo, Rodwell Dmitry witnessed the situation clearly with his own eyes..

It was overwhelming.

It was intense.

Seeing the sight of blood spattering every time he blinked, he had already given up on being the successor..

Principality of Dmitry.

It's not like a baronial family..

In order to rule the northeastern region, Roman Dmitry was more suitable as a successor than himself..

I organized my thoughts all night long..

one day, two days.

He was spending time alone, but when his father called him, he headed to the office..

and.

I said the conclusion I reached after much thought..

“I am not saying that I will give up simply because I am the eldest son. After arriving at Dmitry and observing people's daily lives, I learned that most people had already accepted Brother Roman as Dmitry's successor. I don’t want to blame the time I spent away in the capital. Even if he had stayed with Dmitry, he wouldn't have been able to show himself as well as Roman, and people might have made the decision easier by being compared. father. For the sake of Dmitry's future, I don't want to talk about the efforts made so far. so…….”

Dmitry's genius.

Dmitry's future.

he got lost.

I looked up at Baron Romero with a different face from the confident past..

“Please let me go. For the time being, I think I need time for me, not for Dmitri..”

got up from my seat.

Then, after saying his final goodbyes, he left the office..

* * *

The office with only two people left.

Baron Romero said.

“……There was a time when I made Rodwell carry an excessive burden. Because you, the eldest son, are called Dmitri’s idiot. Due to people saying that families born from commoner backgrounds have limitations. As I watched Rodwell master the swordsmanship and show superiority over others, I thought that perhaps he might be the successor to the Dmitry family's future..”

My heart felt tight.

He is the second son who has always been dignified..

Perhaps because he was someone I trusted more than my eldest son, the last look he gave me bothered me..

“At an age when he was still a child, Rodwell lived a life that was expected of him by his father. At the word that I believe, in the look in my eyes that I trust. At first, the child was acting like a child, but at some point, he did everything without saying anything with a harsh look in his eyes. Rodwell was Dmitry's pride. And today, I said that I could not allow Rodwell, who had lived his whole life for Dmitry, to be the successor. This is truly cruel. But even now, I don’t think the choice was wrong. Dmitry: For the future of the people, it is right that you, Roman Dmitry, become the successor..”

but.

As a father, his feelings were a separate matter..

He made the right decision as the head of the family, but from the moment Rodwell left, his face was filled with sadness..

‘I'm not a very good father.’

Roman Dmitry.

It's a sore finger.

So I had no choice but to pay more attention, and while I took it for granted that Rodwell Dmitry did great things, I was happy as if I had won the world when Roman Dmitry did only a little well..

Because he was a child who lived the life of a commoner. At that time, I believed that it was right for a father to take care of his sore finger..

Conversely, Rodwell Dmitry.

I thought I could compensate by passing on the family name..

As I got older and lived my life, I realized that I was very inexperienced as a parent back then..

Although people looked up to Baron Romero as a powerful figure, he was also not a good father..

“Roman.”

“yes.”

“I'm not a very smart person. Even after doing something I regret, I still don't know what to do as a father. Normally, I would have gone to your mother and asked her for the right answer. But this time, I have a favor to ask of you..”

“please speak.”

father and son looked at each other.

Dmitry's new future.

Rather than living a life where people look up to me, I wanted Dmitri to exist as Dmitri..

“Take care of your brother. This is my younger brother who lost a lot. I'm not sure that asking you this is a good choice for Rodwell, but I don't think it's a bad thing for a family to fulfill its meaning as a family. Just as I am the father of you and Rodwell. Just as a father constantly strives even when he is lacking, I hope that you too will do your best for your family. This is my last request to you, who will inherit Dmitri..”

The word family.

Roman Dmitry was silent for a moment..

present life.

I wasn't used to it.

I experienced a past life, but I was living a different life from my previous life..

“Okay, father..”

a simple answer.

At those words, Baron Romero finally smiled comfortably..

* * *

I left the office.

Roman Dmitry walked down the hallway and looked down at his hands..

‘In a past life, I used these hands to kill my blood relatives..’

It was still clear.

Their faces were red and they cursed with their eyes wide open until the moment they died, threatening to kill them..

The brothers who thought they had a good relationship were no different from him..

At the end of my life, I resented myself for putting pressure on my breathing, not my father who encouraged the fight..

that is.

In Baek Jung-hyuk's life, he was called brother..

This life was different.

Meet Lauren Dmitry.

While talking with Rodwell Dmitry, Roman mentally organized their relationship..

“stupid guy.”

It was pathetic.

Rodwell looked like he had given up on the world just because he had lost an eye, and despite all the years of hard work he had put in, he gave up the position of successor without hesitation..

It was something I couldn't even imagine in my past life..

Unlike his brothers, who were struggling to gain a small amount of power, Rodwell did not seek conflict with his family..

the world is rough.

If it is your younger brother, if it is someone who is born with your blood,.

Rodwell Dmitry will not let it fall apart like this..

What kind of person did you have as an older brother and what does it mean to live as Dmitri?.

I thought I would show you this opportunity..

took a step.

That's how we arrived.

In Dmitry's training hall, there was Rodwell Dmitry swinging his sword in the sun..