Loud noises were heard from inside the room.
Baron Romero's wrath was expected, but the problem was that the punishment imposed on Roman was too harsh.
That was why I couldn’t understand Roman’s actions.
It would have been better for him if he had revealed that I had proposed to break up first, but Roman did not even mention Flora's name.
“Are you really crazy?”
"I don’t know. Anyway, I'll be fine."
Roman's reaction was blunt.
Even as Flora looked up at him, he only wiped the blood flowing from his head with his sleeve.
The wound on his head was not severe.
Baron Romero had no intention of inflicting any serious harm, and blood was only dripping from the areas where his skin had torn off.
“Do you know what you’ve just done? It's Blood Fang, the Blood Fang. It's a group known to be atrocious in the vicinity. How are you going to solve it without the help of your family?"
Blood Fang.
Their notoriety wasn’t limited to Dmitry.
There were many incidents in Lawrence, especially the terrorist attack on the nobles, which raised their notoriety.
“The reason Blood Fang is scary is that it has nothing to lose. They never invade the nobility's realm unless they touch their rice bowls, but if they think the nobility has harmed them, they will not spare their lives and retaliate unconditionally. They're not normal. They even put magic bombs on their bodies and commit suicide attacks. Do you really think you can handle them? It's okay to just tell the truth, so go straight to Lord Baron Dmitry and get down on your knees and ask him for mercy."
“Why do I have to do that?”
“What do you mean ‘why’?! There are plenty of reasons...”
“You’re a funny person.”
Roman sighed and laughed.
Roman did not waver while looking at the eyes that seemed to melt the hearts of many men at once.
“I know what you mean. However, when proposing to break up the marriage, you didn't think about my circumstances at all, but when I said that I would take on all the responsibility and solve the problem myself, then you’re worried. Well, that’s not right, is it?. From the moment you mentioned ‘breakup’ when you first met me, you had no right to worry about my circumstances. That is the relationship between you and me.”
Flora.
After meeting her, Roman showed respect as her fiancée.
He got rid of the smell of blood from his body, sprayed a lot of perfume on his body that was bad enough to distort his expression, and wore a robe that seemed to choke his breath.
It was the least he could do to show his courtesy to her.
Roman was thinking about breaking up with Flora, but he still didn't want to ruin things by hurting a woman who didn't harm him.
However, Flora didn’t feel the same way as him.
The first day she saw me, the first words she said to me were, “Let’s break off our engagement.”
Looking at the cold expression on her face, Roman knew he didn't need her consideration.
So, he easily accepted the breaking of their engagement.
He said he would take full responsibility because he didn't want to be associated with Flora anymore.
“…”
Flora was perplexed.
This was something she had never experienced in her life.
Ordinary men take her words positively, but Roman was extremely temperamental.
Flora was at a loss for words.
Looking down at her, Roman said coldly.
“We are strangers now. So, I will take care of my own business.”
He drew a line.
Even though it is a flower that many men admire, its value varies from person to person.
Roman looked at Flora as if she was nothing and just left his place, leaving Flora behind.
All the commotion finally cleared up.
Alone in the office, Baron Romero drank until the sun went down.
“You are drinking too much.”
Rihanna Dmitry.
Roman’s mother and Baron Romero’s wife checked her surroundings and sighed softly.
The place was a mess.
Objects thrown by Baron Romero were scattered on the ground, and the table was full of empty wine bottles.
The smell of alcohol emanating from the bottle was enough to make her face frown.
Baron Romero, whose face grew red from drunkenness, looked at Rihanna with a painful expression on his face.
“Rihanna, I used violence against Roman today. I know better than anyone how wrong that is, but when I got myself together, I saw blood running down Roman's head. Aren't I a horrible father? Using violence just because my son is not growing up the way I want him to.”
He shook his head in pain.
Baron Romero is not of noble origin.
Born as a commoner, he had a difficult childhood, being beaten to death by his father, a blacksmith, every day.
Wasn’t it like that?
The moment Baron Romero obtained the title of nobility, he vowed not to pass on that experience to his children.
In fact, the three sons lived without knowing any difficulties.
The problem was that blind love was also not the right way, and Roman, who had experienced the days of commoners together, was mistaken.
A sore finger.
That was Roman.
Baron Romero, who had never used violence even if Roman was wrong, could not stand it this time.
Rihanna walked up to Baron Romero, hugged him, and patted his head.
“I don't think violence is the right thing to do,” she said. “But when a child strays onto the wrong path, only the parent can correct it. So don't fall for the guilt. The Romero Dmitry I know is a strong man, and he's not the kind of person to sit by and watch his son go astray.”
“I am not as great as you think. Considering that Roman said he wanted to break off the engagement immediately after Lawrence's daughter's visit, he must have received a message of breaking off the engagement from Flora. And yet, I vented my wrath on Roman. Despite knowing that there was nothing he could do about it, he chose a kind way, not blaming Lawrence.”
“I know your heart. However, there is still a chance to set things right.”
Rihanna.
He knew what she was talking about.
From the days when Baron Romero was a commoner, Rihanna always offered him a smart way.
“…Are you talking about Blood Fang?”
"Yes. Roman is a proud child. So, that child must have said that he was going to deal with Blood Fang alone. But if you leave it like this, you never know what will happen. So, you must protect Roman.”
“Yes, you are right.”
Baron Romero nodded his head.
Blood Fang.
I didn't think Roman could handle a group that was reputed to be atrocious.
Since I didn't know what would happen if he picked a beehive for nothing, I needed a countermeasure for Roman's safety.
Rihanna said, “Why don’t you call the Knights’ Commander, Jonathan? Even Roman will not be able to handle the task alone, so he will surely try to convince the Knights’ Commander. Then, Captain Jonathan will just pretend he can't win and deal with Roman's wishes."
“You are right.”
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If it’s him, we can trust him.
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Baron Romero called his servant.
“Call the Knights’ Commander, Jonathan, right now.”
"Understood, my lord."
However, there was one thing they had overlooked.
Roman Dmitry.
The fact that he wasn't the same son whom they knew before.
He risked his life for the words he spit, and that was the new Roman they would soon come to know.
* * *
A few days later, Roman left the inner city.
As Hans accompanied him without any security, he followed Roman's steps, but he could not hide his worries.
"Young master, going out like this is really dangerous. The Blood Fang gang is a heinous group that has also waged terrorism against nobles. They must have been thinking of retaliating against the young master for the last incident, but what would happen if you walked the streets openly and without security? Please head back to the inner city.”
It was as Hans said.
In the past few days, Roman researched about the Blood Fangs and learned that they were a famous dangerous group.
Roman said, “As you said, Blood Fang is a dangerous group. It’s an organization whose stronghold and size of forces are unknown; people cannot help but fear them because they do not know when and where they will attempt terrorism. Nevertheless, that's it. At what point do you think this Blood Fang group gained this level of power?”
“…I don’t know.”
“It started by accident. The Blood Fangs once waged wars with the usury powers that opposed them and gained notoriety by brutally killing them. That was the start. Notoriety bred fear, and they realized how efficiently they could use it to get things done.”
It was a strange thought.
Hans looked at Roman with an expression like he did not understand English.
“Still, it’s dangerous, isn’t it?”
"It is."
Roman sighed and laughed.
That's right.
Blood Fang is seriously dangerous.
Notoriety swelled up, and in order to protect that notoriety, they had to do something worthy of the notoriety.
Even in Murim, those with nothing to lose need to be careful, but the problem was that the current Roman was the Heavenly Demon.
Heavenly Demon.
The apex of his cult.
What happened for something from dirty muddy water to reach the top spot?
Suicide bombings?
That was a typical day.
There were dozens of assassins attacking him every day, and the poisonous eyes that promised to curse him to death were so many that he couldn't even remember them.
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If the opponent looked directly into his eyes, he would gouge their eyes out, and if they cursed him, he would cut off their tongue.
That man is now Roman.
Blood Fang's notoriety did not bring any fear to Roman.
“Let’s go over there first.”
"Huh?"
Roman stopped walking.
Seeing Roman suddenly entering the restaurant, Hans followed Roman while panicking.
The food came out quickly.
The variety of foods that filled the table had a fragrant smell, but Roman spoke to Hans in a calm voice.
“I’ll go out for a while. You should eat and wait here.”
"What do you mean?"
Hans, who was drooling, was surprised.
What do you mean go out by yourself?
Doesn't that mean you want to become prey for Blood Fang?
“From now on, I have to deal with it myself. You don't have to be in danger."
“It can never be. Even if I am in danger, I cannot send you alone.”
Hans was adamant.
At any moment, Hans was ready to run out with Roman, with a steak knife in hand.
Roman let out a laugh.
Hans.
He was truly a good person.
Leaving aside the barriers of being a master and a servant, at least he was genuinely concerned for Roman's well-being.
Roman said, “You are my person. Am I right?"
“Of course, I am the young master’s person.”
“Then do what you can for me. I do not wish for meaningless sacrifices. Doing what you cannot do is not for me, but for your own greed. So all you have to do is sit here and enjoy the food as I commanded you. Just coming out here with me was enough for you to fulfill your role.”
Roman.
Living a new life, he built a fence.
And, for the first time, a man named Hans was put inside it.
His identity doesn't matter to him.
Roman accepted Hans as his man, and from now, his life will never be taken lightly.
“I will be back soon.”
Finally, Roman got up from his seat.
Hans was left alone.
He repeated Roman's words with a shocked expression on his face.
“You are my person.”
Young Master Roman.
I've never heard anything like this while serving him.
Seeing him sincerely accepting him, who was only a poor man, Hans was moved without realizing it.
“I have to let them know about this.”
We can't allow Young Master Roman to die like this.
I don't know what he’s thinking, but if he goes out alone, there's a good chance something will happen.
Hans sprinted out of his back seat.
Dmitry Knights.
Now was the time to tell them that Dmitry's young master was in danger.
When even Hans left the place, the food that had lost its owner grew cold.
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