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58angry man of all people (4)
Before you know it.
It's time for the party to begin.
Roman's appearance is completely different from during the day..
During the day, he was covered in dust from work at the mine, and spent time at the training ground with Chris until just before the party, but he actually appeared neat and polite at the party..
The appearance of Roman that everyone has been waiting for. At the sight of Roman walking into the party, the people who had been talking just now held their breath..
“Master Roman Dmitry enters..”
roman.
He looked around at the people and said hello..
There was no rough appearance..
Since this party was hosted for him, Roman knew how to act as the host of the party..
With that kind of appearance.
Noble women who had been rejected during the day showed interest..
“Roman, why did you go like that during the day? I wanted to chat a little before the party..”
“I had just finished work, and my appearance was shabby, so I had no choice but to act like that. I hope you understand my desire to look good even just a little bit..”
“Ah, that was the reason..”
Is it because I liked Roman’s answer?.
From then on, no matter what Roman said, everyone laughed..
The intention was obvious..
It was to somehow create a connection with Roman, and before he knew it, Roman's surroundings were filled with women..
among them.
Sylvia's presence stood out the most..
“I think he's definitely a great person, just like the rumors say. He is the heir of a noble family, and he works directly with the mine workers. My father always told me that I should live with a humble attitude and aspire to learn, but like Roman, I had a hard time putting it into practice. If I were to have someone like Roman as my spouse, wouldn't I also be able to change as I see and learn from my lifelong companion??”
It was an explicit remark..
People around her looked at her in check, but Sylvia didn't care about those looks at all..
she was pretty.
He was very aware of his appearance, and learned from experience that if he was the first to notice this appearance, the other man would usually lose his senses..
It wasn't a bad idea.
If Roman had not been swayed by the beauty of Flora Lawrence, the most beautiful woman in the northeast, the method would have definitely worked..
“Thank you for the undeserved praise.”
Just that much.
Roman interrupted the conversation with laughter..
Although he kindly accepted questions coming from all directions, he never allowed a distance greater than that between men and women..
How much time has passed.
Roman, who had been harassed by women for a long time, secretly left the party and took a breather..
It was then.
A familiar voice was heard from behind.
“You're good at acting.?”
The owner of the voice that approaches you.
When I looked to the side, I saw a familiar face looking up at Roman..
she is right.
It was Flora Lawrence..
There was no kindness like just now..
Since no one was watching, Roman put down the kindness he had put on his face and spoke coldly..
“It was a necessary action.”
“That's surprising. I thought you didn't care about relationships between people..”
“Normally it would have been like that. But this party was hosted for me by the Lawrence family, and was watched by my parents and their guests. This means that it is a place where a minimum of courtesy is required, separate from usual behavior. And, to say it was unexpected, it was the same when I first met you..”
When I first meet Flora.
Roman was dressed in formal attire..
I thought that the smell of blood on my body was disrespectful to the other person, so I sprayed some strong perfume and left..
Roman was that kind of person..
Even though he seemed to act like a stranger, he showed appropriate behavior when necessary..
Flora said.
“When I thought about it, it was like that. Rather, I was not polite..”
in her memory.
Roman was a man of clear goodness..
During the arranged marriage, he remained polite until the end, and when he made interfering remarks even after announcing the break-up of the engagement, he showed a cold attitude from then on..
If you think about it, it was your fault..
Roman tried to maintain an appropriate line, as shown at the party, but Flora trampled on it and ruined their relationship..
a consistent person.
So I was more curious.
How on earth did Roman live so that his own standards were so firm?.
“But why are you working with the miners? Other people think it's part of the successor class, but as far as I know, there is no such class. It may be a blacksmith, but there is no reason for Baron Dmitri to send his son to the mines..”
Flora's question.
Normally I wouldn't have answered.
but.
As the image of her on the battlefield came to mind, Roman wanted to tell her what he thought at least once..
“How do you think Lawrence got to where he is today??”
“……yes?”
“People often think that Lawrence owed his revival to crops coming from fertile soil, but the truth is different. Lawrence is a successful family in commerce. He knew how to utilize the crops he had and sold or bartered them to make Lawrence what it is today. I heard that Viscount Lawrence's younger brother also used his talents to become a successful merchant in the capital..”
surprised.
Lawrence's roots.
Few people understood it accurately.
In fact, not long ago, Flora thought that fertile land was everything in Lawrence..
“What does it matter??”
“I thought blacksmithing and iron mining were Dmitry's roots. If the miners who went to the iron mine every day, covered in dust, and digging for iron ore did not exist, Dmitry would not have been able to become as successful as he is now. So Dmitry wanted to fully understand the land. Regardless of the issue of inheriting this land, I think that is at least the duty of someone with the last name Dmitry. If I were to face a problem like Dmitry's people. I am confident that my time in the mine, which others do not understand, will be a great help in understanding and empathizing with them..”
Roman's voice was firm..
As if it was absolutely necessary.
Flora was momentarily speechless as she made her point..
“……ah.”
“Time is running out. I'll just go now.”
The conversation ended with that..
Roman Dmitry turns around without any regrets.
Flora looked at that and felt as if she had been hit hard on the head..
Really.
Roman put her in a swamp of thoughts every time they met..
Recently.
People called Roman Dmitry everyone's man..
Dmitry's reputation as a jerk has sunk to the bottom, and everyone looks up to him and shows greed..
if.
If you were in Roman's position.
Would it be possible to work in a mine with such thoughts while receiving praise from those around you??
‘No, you couldn't have done that..’
That's what people are like.
Sweet sweet words make your brain melt, and no matter how diligent you are, at some point you will start enjoying reality..
Especially if you're an everyman like Roman. Even if you accept advances from women and play promiscuously, people will not consider it a flaw..
however.
Roman was different..
I wasn't intoxicated with victory, but I didn't enjoy reality either..
As soon as the war ended, he grabbed a pickaxe and headed to the mine. While others were enjoying the festival, the hero of the war quietly dug out iron ore while covered in dust..
What kind of thoughts do you have to live with to be able to act like that?.
Flora wasn't wasting her time, but she still felt embarrassed when she saw Roman..
‘What a great person..’
I was respectful.
I wanted to imitate.
Aside from the fact that he was a selfish person, Roman as a person fit her ideal perfectly..
suddenly.
Flora remembered what her father had said..
“……From now on, live for your dreams. I won't repeat the mistakes that brought your value to the ground, and I'm ready to support you in anything you want..”
Viscount Lawrence.
Flora is not Lawrence's flower..
I wanted to live as Flora Lawrence.
The words that promised to support her no matter what only now filled Flora's mind..
‘what is my dream?’
No matter how much I think about it.
There was no clear dream.
But what is certain is that, while watching Roman’s moves, there is one thing I want to achieve..
‘I want to become strong. So that other forces can never invade Lawrence's territory again. Rather than entrusting Lawrence's safety to others, I want to become stronger and overcome such dangers myself. That's my goal.’
made a decision.
a firm dream.
Even after the war ended, my mind, which had been wandering for a while, finally became clear and I felt like everything was in order..
Flora left..
There was no reason to stay at the party anymore..
A being called Roman Dmitry.
Now was no reason to hold her back..
a few days after that.
It was later known that Flora left Lawrence and headed to the capital..
flowers in greenhouse.
It was the moment when Lawrence's flowers finally left the greenhouse and went out into the world..
* * *
time has passed.
15 days later.
At a time when the extinction of the Barko family was becoming a known fact, there was a customer who came to Dmitri's blacksmith shop..
“Hendrick! hendrick!”
“what's the matter?”
“What happened? I stopped by to have a drink with you..”
A man with a short physique smiled as he looked at Hendrick, who was nervously leaving the blacksmith shop..
In the bottle of alcohol in his hand.
Hendrick drooled..
Since it was lunch time, Hendrick hurriedly removed the items on the tree trunk that could be used as a table..
“After all, Jacob, you are the only one who understands my heart..”
“yes?”
man's name.
It was Jacob.
He, who was in charge of the mine, poured alcohol into Hendrick's glass and drank it from the bottle himself..
“Wow, killing me.”
“How is work today??”
“Same as usual. No matter how much we dig up this damn iron mine, there is no end in sight. We've only developed the beginning of the mountain, so even if the Dmitry family continues for hundreds of years, the iron mine will never run dry. Cancer, of course. I can be sure of this from Jacob's life as a miner..”
Hendrick and Jacob.
Dmitry's two pillars often spent time together like this..
In the midst of working hard every day, taking some time to drink was like a treat..
How much did you drink?.
Hendrick put down his glass and asked in a quiet voice..
“By the way, Roman Dmitry. How is he? Just a week or so ago, there was a lot of talk about Roman Dmitry working in an iron mine, but things are a little quiet these days, huh? Have you decided to quit your job now?.”
“Ah, Roman?”
Jacob chuckled..
He took another sip of his drink and said with an amused look on his face..
“Don't even talk. Far from quitting work, I have never missed work even once. At first, everyone was reluctant to Roman Dmitry because they didn't know his intentions, but now there is no miner who doesn't like Roman.?”
“really?”
Hendrick's eyes widened..
Miners have as much pride as blacksmiths..
But those single-minded people like Roman?.
“What on earth happened at the iron mine??”
last fortnight.
A lot happened at Dmitry's iron mine..
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