The knights were practicing diligently following their daily schedule when they heard a commotion from the front. Out of curiosity, they stopped their training and focused on the source of the commotion. Surprisingly, it was because of their young master who had suddenly arrived at the training grounds. Many were wondering why the young master was here for this time or what he was scheming. Other's shuddered at the thought of being his prey once again. Ian had a history of bullying the knights whenever he was frustrated or bored. It wasn't anything that physically harmed them, but at the end of his bullying, the target or victim in this case, would have to take a long break to recover from the psychological trauma. Some even grew resistance against mental attacks due to his bullying. "Heeey everyone! What's up?" Ian shouted in a loud voice greeting the knights. All of them got chills down their spine hearing his excited voice. Some in the back even clasped their hands and started
"Young master, what are you going to do next?"Corner asked as he followed Ian."I need to talk to father about something. You'll be going there too, right? We can go together.""Yes. That's right. ""Young master. ""Yeah?""These are for you. I kept them separately.""Oh!"Ian turned around hearing Arthur's voice but he didn't expect him to take out an apple out of nowhere and give it to him. Ian actually wanted to have a bite when he watched Ash eat them before. But after meeting the knights, he had completely forgotten about them. He took the apple from Arthur's hand and stared at the gigantic apple in his hand.'It's funny how they look the same as my worlds.'There was a time Noah couldn't even tolerate the sight of someone eating apple in his past life. He thought he'd be traumatized for life after surviving on only apples for a month. It was hard getting food in a world full of zombies. "Did they all disappear?" Ian murmured as he looked at the apple in his hand. Not only did
Inside the mansion, all the beastmen were gathered at one place at Corner's order. They all looked uncomfortably at each other and the guards as they stood quietly. Many of them were unconsciously searching for something as they looked around. A guard informed Corner when everyone had arrived. This 'everyone' naturally didn't include the kids Ian had took in from the sewer. They were still in the process of resting and healing. Corner walked at the center of the crowd. When he saw their listlessness, he felt like he knew what they were searching for. "The young master is in the garden right now. He has sent a video communication device along with a mage as he had promised before." Derek came out from the back as he was mentioned. Corner continued since there were no reply from anyone which he had expected. "The young master also gave his permission to meet with your family or dear one's if they ever came to visit you here. " The hall suddenly buzzed when another one of Ian's unexp
After changing into a plain set of clothes, Ian snuck out of the mansion quietly. The guards were either half asleep or not talented enough to notice his presence so he didn't get caught. "Haaaah" Ian inhaled and exhaled deeply as he took in the cold morning air. It was refreshing and the scenery was beautiful. He went out from the back gate and started walking alongside the road. While he was busy enjoying the view of the wild flowers and the chirping sounds of the birds, he unconsciously started walking towards the river. After fifteen minutes of walking like that, the river was finally in sight. "Huh? Why did I come here? Wasn't I walking along the road?" Ian tilted his head in confusion as he looked at the river. The water in the river looked like liquid gold as the morning sunlight shone on it. The trees nearby also had a golden shimmer to them as the glittered beautifully. The world looked like it was made of gold. It was mesmerising. Ian took a few steps forward as he th
After another hour or so, Ian was finally done learning the basics of the basic etiquettes of this world. He looked like a human skeleton with one foot at the grave when Rob left. "Are you okay?" Ash peeked at his face before he asked. "It's difficult... Why are the high societies so complicated?" 'Who would've thought 'The weather is kind of hot today' meant I was making them uncomfortable and that I should take my leave??? Who the fuck came up with these stupid lines?!' "Aren't you also a noble?" "Haha.. Right, ain't I?" Ian plopped down on the bed as he answered. It was silent for a long time before small footsteps could be heard as someone carefully came near the bed. Ian raised his head to look at Ash who was standing in front of him. "Do you need something?" "Here." "?" Ian looked at the hand stretched in front of him. He was holding a lemon tart in his hand. "For me?" A vigorous nod was the reply to his question. He took the tart from Ash's hand and took a bite
Soon, it was the day of the birthday banquet. Since Ian was going to use a teleportation portal to go there, he was in no hurry. After Rob finished his lecture for the day, he gave Ian a stack of paper before he left. "Hm? What's this?" Ian picked them up as he asked. "The duke has asked me to give them to you. These contain a list of the important figures that'll be attending todays party and some detail about them." "Is that so? Okay. Tell father I said thanks. You can leave now." Ian placed them on the table and turned to look at Ash. He was sitting on the sofa with a children's book in his hand. He was frowning deeply as if he were facing a severe problem. "Hey. I told you to ask for my help if there was something you couldn't understand." Ian walked up to him and sat beside him. He was teaching Ash how to read and write after discovering he had a great memory and sharp brain. Just in two days, he managed to memorise the alphabet and could recognize simple words. "Mm. This
Ian was still confused and bewildered by the fact that prince Albert, his favourite character in the novel shared the same facial structure as El, his deceased brother. Memories buried deep inside were trying to resurface, ignoring all will of their master as Ian clenched his fist tightly. He wanted to act rationally, and to do that, he needed to find a reason, a reason to calm his mind, to distruct him. And to his fortune, that reason quickly presented himself behind him. "Pfft. Is that so? You're fine even after such a huge fall?" "Young master Adrian's persistence really is no joke. We all should learn from him." "I thought so as well. Pfft." Ian looked at the bunch of noble kids behind him with an irritated expression. He was in no mind to entertain them right now but they did indeed serve as a distraction. Seeing Ian keeping silent, the other's thought that they had successfully angered him and that he'd snap at any moment now. "Young master Adrian?" Ian was about to answ
As Ian frowned looking at the nobles shamelessly, his knights also had angry expressions on their faces, for completely different reason, of course. "Young master, are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?" "Tch! These shameless nobles! No one except our young master came forward to help the prince when he was in trouble earlier! Now look at them flattering the prince when the trouble is over!" "Tch tch! Shameless indeed!" The trio were throwing insult towards the nobles from behind Ian as Arthur approached them from the crowds. "Young master. I did as you said and tried my best to protect the prince." Ian's eyebrows twitched at the word 'my best' as he looked at Arthur. 'Smart bastard. Well it's true that he did save him to some extent. And things did turn out for the best in the end so it's fine. But what am I gonna do with this twisted timeline now?' Ian was thinking about what to do next when a loud noise ran
Ian returned. After wondering the continent for half a year, he came back with a 'Bang!'. Right when the nobles all around the country gathered to 'show the hero his place', Ian returned. Crazy hypothesises such that Ian being a Devil worshipper, betraying the country and being on the run or that he's actually a demon etc etc all came to an end as he openly took Arthur's side and threatened the other nobles.Of course, most of those rumours weren't too far off the mark. Ian did prefer villains over heroes, demons over angels, he had no love for their country and lastly, he was a darkness ability user with a twisted moral sense. And! To top it all off, he also preferred these rumours over ones that would hail him as a hero. he'd rather be on the run after being called a demon rather than be called a hero and worshipped. Again, twisted morality. But he couldn't do that this time. There were too many people using his name so he couldn't just let it be as those people got treated bad
"It's been a week since young master lost consciousness."Rob wrote in his diary as he sighed. There was a heavy atmosphere surrounding the duchy ever since the day Adrian fell down from the roof and went into a coma. How or why it happened was still a mystery around the duchy but speculations about an attempted suicide was slowly spreading around. Rob didn't believe them though. The Adrian he knew was too selfish and arrogant to do something like that. Yet, even when he was so sure, a small part of his mind kept lingering over that quiet and motionless room where Adrian was."Ah.. It's been a while."With that, Rob went to take another look at the sleeping Adrian for the 36th time that day. Although he was telling himself that Adrian's situation wasn't that serious, that he'd wake up soon, as he tried to remember all the bad things Ian did in his short lifetime just to mask his worry, he didn't even realise that he was unconsciously heading towards Ian's room again. After worryin
Things Ian did(Unintentionally or intentionally) that influenced the future of Arthur's world: First of all, although the effect wasn't that eye-catching at the moment, Ian was going to be known as the figure that erased racial discrimination. Due to him giving shelter to people of all age and race, and the humans around him having constant changes in their views and perspective, it was going to be the seed that erased all future discrimination and racial profiling. Secondly, he was going to be known as the bridge between Humans and the Demons. The Queen of the Demons, Ash's mother who had gone back to the demon world to deal with some 'internal affairs' would soon return with an actual offer of friendship between the demons and the humans. It was Bela's way of showing gratitude to the people who had taken care of her son in his times of need. Ian's love for Ash was plain as day and the care and gentleness he showed when dealing with him was no different from what a parent woul
"What..?""That's absurd!""Is that sorcery? Does he think he can fool us so easily?!"There were looks of disbelief, shock and confusion on everyone's faces as they looked at Ash. But no matter how tough they acted or how oblivious they tried to be, the bone chilling aura coming from Ash that slowly filled the room was undeniable. It was an aura that was impossible for any human to manifest, dark and scary."It doesn't matter whether you believe me or not.""I'm not the one behind bars looking at lifetime imprisonment and possible death sentence."Ian shrugged his shoulders in a casual manner as he signaled for Ash to stop. He was only here to give these people a chance. A chance at repentance. If they refuse to grab it, he didn't care less whether they died or lived inside a cage forever. 'Human resources are valuable after all.'That was one of the other reasons why Ian was here. He wanted to bind all these people under contract and have them serve the country. It didn't sit right
"You're gonna let them go?" Arthur asked, conflicted, as he looked at Ian. They were currently in an underground prison, the biggest prison that was made on Ian's request under the Duchy. The war criminals, the cult members, were being held here. Seven days had already passed since Ian's soul returned to his body. He was forced to have complete bedrest this whole time by his parents and the kids. They finally let him go after he managed to manipulate them emotionally with everything he had. It was a difficult job indeed. But nothing was impossible for Ian. "Let them go? NO?" Ian asked back in utter shock instead. But it wasn't Arthur's fault that he misunderstood. Ian did indeed say something that could be easily misinterpreted. "But you just said 'It's time to go out.'..?" That's what he said. To the criminals. Not that he meant it literally. "To the hall. TO.THE.HALL." Ian repeated himself twice, once for the criminals and once for Arthur. Everyone captured already had
Ian's time with the kids were cut short as the Dicarious couple arrived in a haste. A part of Ian was happy to see them again after so long. But a part of him was also wondering if they really were there for Ian. What if they were expecting their son to come back? What if the person they expected to see coming to his senses was Adrian and not him? How disappointed they would be. With a mixture of these various emotions coursing through his mind, he failed to make any type of expression when faced with those two people. Neither could he smile wholeheartedly nor apologize and cry. The kids were guided outside by Arthur and Albert, giving Ian and his parents the room to themselves. Ash was reluctant to leave seeing Ian's expression, but the atmosphere was too heavy for him to interfere. So while everyone else went to another room, he stayed, waiting while standing outside Ian's room. The others also didn't force him to leave since they didn't know which was better. "Are you
"YOU!"Smack!"THOUGHTLESS!"SMACK!"BAS-! JER-!! PERSON!"Ian had to wake up from his peaceful sleep with the sound of someone's shout along with the obnoxiously loud yet not so painful smacking of the pillows."Ow ow ow.. what the hell...?""Huh?""I'm back?"Ian woke up rubbing the back of his head that was the victim of continuous battering and looked around. The changed bedroom and the familiar faces made him aware of the fact that he had indeed come back. "What?""What are you talking about, young master? You didn't go anywhere."Both Albert and Arthur looked concerned as they checked Ian's status for any abnormalities. Only after multiple checking did they finally sigh in relief. "Ah no.. ""Hey guys.. Long time no see?"Ian greeted the kids and the Prince and the Knight all together while leaning back on his bed. The one responsible for the ruthless battering from before still had a massive pout on their face as they silently glared at Ian. "Are you angry? I'm sorry. How lo
Ian enjoyed the tea from hell while having a long and informative conversation with death, or at least that's who he assumed the other person was. He learned about the past that he had locked away and the people he had forgotten. But it all felt distant, like he was viewing the life of somebody else. "Why did I do that? Lock my memories?"Ian was curious. Just by watching the memories of Noah's future, he could tell that he lived a pretty okay life. The daughter he adopted also turned out to be great. She became his family. These were precious memories. So he couldn't understand why he'd lock them up like this. "After I presented you with my request, this is what you told me."Death continued showing Ian another set of completely different memories. An old man, wrinkly hand, white hair, hazy eyes. The room looked similar to the one he was in right now, and so was the person in front of them. "The me right now cannot save a world.""The blade has already lost it's edge.""I've grow
"What do you mean by welcome back?"Ian asked, confused. As far as he could remember, never before in his life did he see this man or these scenes. And these weren't circumstances that he'd forget 'by chance' either. "After your first death, you came here.""First death.. Ah.. When I jumped down the bridge?"Ian remembered his last moments as Noah. The music that played, the scenery he watched on top of that bridge, they were all very memorable. Yet, he had no memory of coming to this place.But unlike Ian's thoughts, the guy in front of him shook his head in denial. Not understanding exactly which part he was denying, Ian tilted his head to the side slightly."What death are you talking about then?""You didn't die back then."The guy sat down on the bed, facing Ian and the endless hell behind him as he spoke. "When you were at the verge of losing consciousness, you heard a childs cry.""A child?""Yes. It was the final monster outbreak." Ian wondered what this guy was talking abo