Eastern Continent, Belzer.
Mr. Johnson Smith (40), who has been running a restaurant here for two years, went to work with excited steps.
Mr. Smith, who originally worked as a cook in a big city restaurant, saw his life change 180 degrees after coming to Belzer, the land of opportunity.
Now, at the restaurant, he proudly opened under his own name.
"~Chef Smith~"
“Boss, you’re here!”
"Alright, let's all do our best today as well!"
He hears people call him boss.
The restaurant opened in Belzer, and the small but precious salary saved up from his days as a chef was a huge success thanks to good timing.
“Hannah, let’s go buy ingredients.”
“Yes, boss!”
Smith went out to buy groceries with Hannah, a friendly and polite employee.
Belzer, which is still under continuous development, was busy with road construction in many places.
“Boss, do you know we hit 100 gold in sales yesterday?”
“Haha! Of course.”
"That's amazing. How on earth did you come up with the idea to do business here?"
"It was a gamble for me at first, too."
Belzer, the borderland of the cursed land.
He heard that although it was uninhabited land just three years ago, a small number of residents have emerged due to the immigrant support policy promoted by the Imperial Family.
"Are you crazy? No matter how good the relocation benefits are, don't you value your life?"
... that perception disappeared in exactly half a year.
Belzer's villagers, who had expected to come out as corpses if the monster incident occurred, spoke in unison upon discovering they were alive and well.
“Stop asking! I don’t know what the demon beast looks like either!”
"Are there really monsters? Is it not a ghost story?"
It was said that the cursed land of Shacht is guarded by the mercenary beast 'Ratan,' so not a single hair of a monster can be seen.
Upon hearing the news, brave young men who were looking for jobs in the big city packed their bags and headed to Belzer.
[Belzer, Tax Exemption for Next 5 Years Under Immigrant Support Policy]
It was definitely a benefit worth risking his life for.
That was when Smith also came to Belzer. Ultimately, the choice made that day became the best decision of Smith's life.
"Aren't you afraid of the demon beast?"
"Hmm..."
"You have to have seen it to know if it's scary or not."
"The Lord does let us know if a monster incident occurs in Shacht, though."
“The subjugation began... The subjugation is over.”
Such news comes in about four days.
This isn't a joke!
So, Mr. Smith, who had briefly gone to a big city during the monster outbreak in the early days of his migration.
Now he is even confused about whether the monster is actually appearing, so he just sleeps soundly at home.
“Ah, it’s dazzling!”
At that moment, Hanna frowned.
As he looked around, he saw a familiar face over there.
“B-B-Boss! Just a quick... no, I’m just stopping by to say hello!”
“Haha, let’s do that.”
Smith and Hannah approached.
Amidst the crowd that had already gathered in a commotion, a man was boasting truly shocking good looks.
“Prince! Please have this!”
"Oh, thank you."
A young girl toddled over and shyly offered a single flower. As the man bent down to accept it and smiled brightly,
“Aaaargh!”
“Prince~ Just this once, too!”
Everyone, regardless of age or gender, was in stitches.
The man's name is Merchen Belzer.
The nickname given to him because of his fantastic good looks, like a Prince on a white horse, is 'Prince Charming'.
He was a member of the Viscount Belzer family and the Lord's youngest sibling.
Was he just handsome? His personality was also kind and without any rough edges. He is someone who inspects the estate every day, looking into the lives of the Belzer people.
Just so you know... He's single!
So, quite naturally,
Who will be the lucky woman to take him away?
Most of the village girls were in love with him.
"But Boss, while everyone was chanting for Lord Merchen, I was on our Lord's side, you know?"
Hanna, who had only managed to feast her eyes without being able to greet anyone because she was pushed along by the crowd, spoke as she moved on again.
“Oh, really? Come to think of it, he is unmarried, our Lord.”
“Oh my, no! I didn't mean it with any ill intentions. Honestly, where can you find a romanticist like our Lord?”
Hannah clasped her hands together as if in a dream and spoke.
“To think he is a man who still hasn’t forgotten the woman he loves. If it weren’t for that missing person, he would never have met another woman. That is why he is at his most perfect when he is single.”
The Lord, Viscount Ryan Belzer.
Although he never spoke of it himself, everyone who knew him was aware of his heartfelt love story.
It was already well known that the lord's family tree was not ordinary.
“Just how much love must one have to accept a brother-in-law and even his non-blood-related son as family?”
That was true. Merchen was actually the lord's brother-in-law.
The lord adopted Merchen as his younger brother, as he had nowhere to go after losing his only family member, his older sister, Lady Clara.
On top of that, Young Master Alexander, who is studying at the Imperial Academy, is said to be the child Lady Clara had with another man...
It is said that the lord willingly adopted him as his son.
"That's right. It's difficult without love."
Smith nodded and spoke while looking at the towering lord's castle.
"I wonder if Clara has passed away? They said she's been missing for a long time."
"Probably. That is why I do hope our lord finds new love, but I think it might be a bit difficult."
Hannah shrugged her shoulders and added.
“Because Clara must have been a stunning beauty.”
"Ah!"
Smith let out a gasp.
That certainly seems to be the case!
It was not difficult to guess when considering the beauty of Clara's younger brother, Merchen, and Alexander, who has her blood flowing through his veins.
He can't find any resemblance, but anyway, they are both rare handsome men.
And the other person who still bears traces of Clara. So...
"Boss, you said you've seen the young lady's face before, right?"
"Yes."
The Lord's biological daughter, Vania Belzer.
The beauty of that young lady, who was the subject of much rumor because she had rarely ventured outside the castle, was also outstanding.
Lord Koenig's family visited Belzer half a year ago. At that time, the Lord invited her to prepare a traditional Koenig-style meal.
Smith, from Koenig, went to Belzer Castle that day as a one-day cook and saw the lord's daughter, who was three months away from coming of age, for the first time.
Miss Vania, whom he had only heard was cherished by the Lord, but who had never properly shown her face outside.
“She was very beautiful. The Lord said she resembled Lady Clara the most.”
"Really? Then, are the rumors about her true?"
“...She did look unwell.”
The reason the lord raised his daughter hidden away in the castle so she would never be exposed to the cold wind was that she was sickly.
There were rumors that she was born naturally weak, and that as she grew up, she contracted an incurable disease of unknown cause, leaving her with a limited time to live.
"Young Lady was also at the banquet with Lord Koenig, wasn't she? However, it hadn't even been an hour, but she was finding it difficult to hold out."
"Oh, my god."
Vania Smith saw that day looked very ill. A gaunt body, skin as pale as blood.
Having sat in the seat for so long that she was even breaking out in a cold sweat, Young Lady apologized to the guests and stood up first.
Smith had seen the lord personally carrying his daughter to her room.
Even the heavens are heartless.
Hanna muttered sadly.
“How precious and beautiful a daughter who looks exactly like your deceased wife must be. You probably wouldn’t even value your own life, our Lord...”
"I suppose so."
The two looked up at the lord's castle with bitter eyes.
A land good for people to live in, an upright lord, and a kind and friendly lord's family.
If there was just one worry for the villagers living a happy life in Belzer, it was... the young lady’s health.
Lord Ryan Belzer, who has never held a woman's hand but is known to the villagers as a romanticist.
He was sitting all alone in the spacious dining room.
“Ha, money? Power? It’s all meaningless. How on earth! Not a single one of them! Shows up for breakfast with the family?”
“...”
Butler, Ethan replied.
Ryan pouted and picked up his fork.
“At least you sit down.”
"I have already eaten."
“Damn it.”
Actually, there were no family members in this big castle to have breakfast with.
Revan and Alex are currently at the Academy, and Kali went to check on the situation in the capital at Vania's request.
For Merchen, who spends every day inspecting the estate and getting free meals, it would be strange to stay at home.
And since it has been a while since Vania even had trouble coming to the dining room, she handles everything in her room.
Sigh.
Thinking of Vania, Ryan completely lost his appetite, even with the countship conferment ceremony approaching.
There is nothing true about the rumors circulating among the villagers.
Ryan is such a romantic, Merchen is his brother-in-law, and Alex is his adopted son, and then there's this non-existent Clara who died...
However, if there is exactly one rumor that is true, it is about Vania.
Vania was sick.
Very much.
"Lord!"
Just then, a maid practically kicked open the dining room door and came in.
The carrot-haired maid's name is Lindsey.
She was in charge of cleaning Vania's room, and since the two were the same age, they were quite close, so she was a familiar face to Ryan as well.
Ryan felt a sense of foreboding at the sight of Lindsey's tear-filled face.
"What's the matter?"
“I, I’m sorry. But... but I feel like I really have to tell you this. I found this while cleaning her room, our Miss... under the bed... Hmmm.”
Lindsey, who had started crying completely, held out Vania's chemise pajamas.
The chest area of the hem of the dress that Vania had probably hidden was... covered in blood.
“Ha, f***.”
Ryan jumped up.
Mr. Johnson Smith (40), who has been running a restaurant here for two years, went to work with excited steps.
Mr. Smith, who originally worked as a cook in a big city restaurant, saw his life change 180 degrees after coming to Belzer, the land of opportunity.
Now, at the restaurant, he proudly opened under his own name.
"~Chef Smith~"
“Boss, you’re here!”
"Alright, let's all do our best today as well!"
He hears people call him boss.
The restaurant opened in Belzer, and the small but precious salary saved up from his days as a chef was a huge success thanks to good timing.
“Hannah, let’s go buy ingredients.”
“Yes, boss!”
Smith went out to buy groceries with Hannah, a friendly and polite employee.
Belzer, which is still under continuous development, was busy with road construction in many places.
“Boss, do you know we hit 100 gold in sales yesterday?”
“Haha! Of course.”
"That's amazing. How on earth did you come up with the idea to do business here?"
"It was a gamble for me at first, too."
Belzer, the borderland of the cursed land.
He heard that although it was uninhabited land just three years ago, a small number of residents have emerged due to the immigrant support policy promoted by the Imperial Family.
"Are you crazy? No matter how good the relocation benefits are, don't you value your life?"
... that perception disappeared in exactly half a year.
Belzer's villagers, who had expected to come out as corpses if the monster incident occurred, spoke in unison upon discovering they were alive and well.
“Stop asking! I don’t know what the demon beast looks like either!”
"Are there really monsters? Is it not a ghost story?"
It was said that the cursed land of Shacht is guarded by the mercenary beast 'Ratan,' so not a single hair of a monster can be seen.
Upon hearing the news, brave young men who were looking for jobs in the big city packed their bags and headed to Belzer.
[Belzer, Tax Exemption for Next 5 Years Under Immigrant Support Policy]
It was definitely a benefit worth risking his life for.
That was when Smith also came to Belzer. Ultimately, the choice made that day became the best decision of Smith's life.
"Aren't you afraid of the demon beast?"
"Hmm..."
"You have to have seen it to know if it's scary or not."
"The Lord does let us know if a monster incident occurs in Shacht, though."
“The subjugation began... The subjugation is over.”
Such news comes in about four days.
This isn't a joke!
So, Mr. Smith, who had briefly gone to a big city during the monster outbreak in the early days of his migration.
Now he is even confused about whether the monster is actually appearing, so he just sleeps soundly at home.
“Ah, it’s dazzling!”
At that moment, Hanna frowned.
As he looked around, he saw a familiar face over there.
“B-B-Boss! Just a quick... no, I’m just stopping by to say hello!”
“Haha, let’s do that.”
Smith and Hannah approached.
Amidst the crowd that had already gathered in a commotion, a man was boasting truly shocking good looks.
“Prince! Please have this!”
"Oh, thank you."
A young girl toddled over and shyly offered a single flower. As the man bent down to accept it and smiled brightly,
“Aaaargh!”
“Prince~ Just this once, too!”
Everyone, regardless of age or gender, was in stitches.
The man's name is Merchen Belzer.
The nickname given to him because of his fantastic good looks, like a Prince on a white horse, is 'Prince Charming'.
He was a member of the Viscount Belzer family and the Lord's youngest sibling.
Was he just handsome? His personality was also kind and without any rough edges. He is someone who inspects the estate every day, looking into the lives of the Belzer people.
Just so you know... He's single!
So, quite naturally,
Who will be the lucky woman to take him away?
Most of the village girls were in love with him.
"But Boss, while everyone was chanting for Lord Merchen, I was on our Lord's side, you know?"
Hanna, who had only managed to feast her eyes without being able to greet anyone because she was pushed along by the crowd, spoke as she moved on again.
“Oh, really? Come to think of it, he is unmarried, our Lord.”
“Oh my, no! I didn't mean it with any ill intentions. Honestly, where can you find a romanticist like our Lord?”
Hannah clasped her hands together as if in a dream and spoke.
“To think he is a man who still hasn’t forgotten the woman he loves. If it weren’t for that missing person, he would never have met another woman. That is why he is at his most perfect when he is single.”
The Lord, Viscount Ryan Belzer.
Although he never spoke of it himself, everyone who knew him was aware of his heartfelt love story.
It was already well known that the lord's family tree was not ordinary.
“Just how much love must one have to accept a brother-in-law and even his non-blood-related son as family?”
That was true. Merchen was actually the lord's brother-in-law.
The lord adopted Merchen as his younger brother, as he had nowhere to go after losing his only family member, his older sister, Lady Clara.
On top of that, Young Master Alexander, who is studying at the Imperial Academy, is said to be the child Lady Clara had with another man...
It is said that the lord willingly adopted him as his son.
"That's right. It's difficult without love."
Smith nodded and spoke while looking at the towering lord's castle.
"I wonder if Clara has passed away? They said she's been missing for a long time."
"Probably. That is why I do hope our lord finds new love, but I think it might be a bit difficult."
Hannah shrugged her shoulders and added.
“Because Clara must have been a stunning beauty.”
"Ah!"
Smith let out a gasp.
That certainly seems to be the case!
It was not difficult to guess when considering the beauty of Clara's younger brother, Merchen, and Alexander, who has her blood flowing through his veins.
He can't find any resemblance, but anyway, they are both rare handsome men.
And the other person who still bears traces of Clara. So...
"Boss, you said you've seen the young lady's face before, right?"
"Yes."
The Lord's biological daughter, Vania Belzer.
The beauty of that young lady, who was the subject of much rumor because she had rarely ventured outside the castle, was also outstanding.
Lord Koenig's family visited Belzer half a year ago. At that time, the Lord invited her to prepare a traditional Koenig-style meal.
Smith, from Koenig, went to Belzer Castle that day as a one-day cook and saw the lord's daughter, who was three months away from coming of age, for the first time.
Miss Vania, whom he had only heard was cherished by the Lord, but who had never properly shown her face outside.
“She was very beautiful. The Lord said she resembled Lady Clara the most.”
"Really? Then, are the rumors about her true?"
“...She did look unwell.”
The reason the lord raised his daughter hidden away in the castle so she would never be exposed to the cold wind was that she was sickly.
There were rumors that she was born naturally weak, and that as she grew up, she contracted an incurable disease of unknown cause, leaving her with a limited time to live.
"Young Lady was also at the banquet with Lord Koenig, wasn't she? However, it hadn't even been an hour, but she was finding it difficult to hold out."
"Oh, my god."
Vania Smith saw that day looked very ill. A gaunt body, skin as pale as blood.
Having sat in the seat for so long that she was even breaking out in a cold sweat, Young Lady apologized to the guests and stood up first.
Smith had seen the lord personally carrying his daughter to her room.
Even the heavens are heartless.
Hanna muttered sadly.
“How precious and beautiful a daughter who looks exactly like your deceased wife must be. You probably wouldn’t even value your own life, our Lord...”
"I suppose so."
The two looked up at the lord's castle with bitter eyes.
A land good for people to live in, an upright lord, and a kind and friendly lord's family.
If there was just one worry for the villagers living a happy life in Belzer, it was... the young lady’s health.
***
Lord Ryan Belzer, who has never held a woman's hand but is known to the villagers as a romanticist.
He was sitting all alone in the spacious dining room.
“Ha, money? Power? It’s all meaningless. How on earth! Not a single one of them! Shows up for breakfast with the family?”
“You have to have it to get it.”
Butler, Ethan replied.
Ryan pouted and picked up his fork.
“At least you sit down.”
"I have already eaten."
“Damn it.”
Actually, there were no family members in this big castle to have breakfast with.
Revan and Alex are currently at the Academy, and Kali went to check on the situation in the capital at Vania's request.
For Merchen, who spends every day inspecting the estate and getting free meals, it would be strange to stay at home.
And since it has been a while since Vania even had trouble coming to the dining room, she handles everything in her room.
Sigh.
Thinking of Vania, Ryan completely lost his appetite, even with the countship conferment ceremony approaching.
There is nothing true about the rumors circulating among the villagers.
Ryan is such a romantic, Merchen is his brother-in-law, and Alex is his adopted son, and then there's this non-existent Clara who died...
However, if there is exactly one rumor that is true, it is about Vania.
Vania was sick.
Very much.
"Lord!"
Just then, a maid practically kicked open the dining room door and came in.
The carrot-haired maid's name is Lindsey.
She was in charge of cleaning Vania's room, and since the two were the same age, they were quite close, so she was a familiar face to Ryan as well.
Ryan felt a sense of foreboding at the sight of Lindsey's tear-filled face.
"What's the matter?"
“I, I’m sorry. But... but I feel like I really have to tell you this. I found this while cleaning her room, our Miss... under the bed... Hmmm.”
Lindsey, who had started crying completely, held out Vania's chemise pajamas.
The chest area of the hem of the dress that Vania had probably hidden was... covered in blood.
“Ha, f***.”
Ryan jumped up.
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