On their way back, Corner suggested that they take the riverside road.
Since it was already afternoon, the sun was starting to set. The clear blue water in the river was shining so brightly that one would think the riverbed was full of gems. Both sides of the river was covered in green grass and tall trees. It looked like a perfect spot to take an afternoon nap.
Remembering his old world, Ian felt grateful that he could witness something like this one more time. The last scene he saw before he jumped into the river flashed before his eyes and he unconsciously mumbled.
"It's way prettier than where I died."
Although it was said unconsciously, he really wanted to jump into the river at that moment, not to die of course. He only wanted to swim in it. It just looked that alluring.
On the other hand, both Corner and Arthur's expression hardened drastically. Although Ian spoke in a whisper, for master swordsman like them, they could hear it loud and clear.
Although Ian knew about the novel and a bit of this world's future, he couldn't understand the impact of his own small actions. After looking into various data he had finally figured out that there was still three year left before the story of the novel began.
This was right when the novels Ian started to change. The root of all misunderstandings. The incident his parents tried their best not to bring up was of the original Ian's suicide.
If Noah had to put it in simple terms, in the novel, after waking up, the original Ian turned from a school bully to a nasty manipulative scum, meaning he went down a few levels in the moral scale.
Noah wondered if he even originally committed suicide or if it was all a part of the original Adrian's ploy. He was, in his roots, a villain after all.
Coming back to the present, Ian was still walking and looking at the river and admiring it's beauty. The wind blowing above the grass made it look like a huge soft bed. The duchy's back gate was near the river. After walking for 40 minutes or so, they could finally see the gate.
The knights noticed them approaching and opened the gate.
After returning to his room, Ian flopped down on his bed and fell asleep immediately. He was full and happy.
On the other hand, Corner went directly to the duke's office to make his report.
After hearing everything that Ian did or said Miller was feeling happy at the thought that his son was finally maturing.
After reporting everything else, Corner was hesitating on whether he should tell him what he heard in the end. Seeing Corner hesitate, Miller stopped smiling and asked him if there was anything else.
Even at Miller's strict tone, Corner couldn't bring himself to say it immediately. After a while of hesitation, he finally closed his eyes and said what he heard.
"The young master looked at the river and mumbled 'It's way prettier than where I died'. I'm not sure what exactly he meant by that. I apologize."
The pen Miller was holding cracked and broke into two parts as he tried to calm himself. It wasn't easy, seeing their son go down the wrong way. But the hardest part was seeing his son lose all hope in life. He thought it'd be different this time since Ian lost his memory. But the fear of losing his son again was still there.
He wanted his son to be happy, to give him everything precious in life. He wanted to fulfill his son's every wish but what was he to do if all his son wanted was to leave them all forever?
Seeing Miller look so desperate, Corner couldn't help but blame himself. He wanted to share his lords’ burden but there was nothing he could do. He felt really helpless at the moment.
"Pretend you heard nothing and tend to his every need. Also, make sure Olivia doesn't hear anything."
Corner bowed his head and left the room after receiving his order.
At night, a servant woke Ian up for dinner. After eating all those junks in town, Ian had no more space left in his stomach.
"Did mother and father finish their dinner?"
"They have not. They're waiting for you in the dining room."
Ian rubbed his eyes as he sat down.
"Mm okay, I'll be there in a minute."
The servants looked a bit more relaxed compared to yesterday. Ian thought maybe the story of his memory loss was the cause. But in reality, the stories of his town visit was spreading all around the mansion.
Ian, still in his pajamas, came down to the dinner table after freshening up.
Seeing him look all groggy, Olivia couldn't help but smile. Although Miller was worried about him, his expression didn't show anything.
"How was your outing today? Did you enjoy yourself?"
"Yes, it was fun. The Kebabs were the best. The cotton candy was also delicious. I wanted to bring some for you, mother. But they said it wouldn't last that long. "
Ian looked a bit sad as he said the last part.
On the other hand, Miller and Olivia was shocked to receive such a detailed and happy reply from their son.
"Then how about we accompany you next time you go on your outing?"
Miller had a gentle smile on his face.
"That'd be great but aren't you busy with the duchy?"
"I'm not busy! The two of us can go, your father will handle all the work here, hehe. "
Olivia looked really childish as she smiled. She was teasing Miller since she knew he wanted to spend time with Ian and her.
As she had expected, Miller looked quite gloomy at her suggestion but couldn't disagree either. He did have a lot of work to finish.
And that's how Ian's next outing with his mother was decided on the dinner table.
After coming back from the dinner, he couldn't fall asleep since he slept all evening. So he decided to read some books and get some more knowledge about this world. After all, it wasn't a novel anymore.
He also wanted to know more about his power and how to use or upgrade them. He concurred that the more he gets stronger, the easier it'll be for Arthur later.
The first book he read was about the continents history. How the kingdoms were born, the wars and the victors, the victims and the fallen as well.
As he previously read on the novel, this planet had four continents. They were located on each corner of the globe. If he compared this world with his previous world, right now he's be in the Asian continent, in a seaside country.
Technically, this world was way behind his timeline. But magic existed here, something he only read about in fantasy books previously. There were also races other than humans. Although they had powers incomparable to humans, they were way less in number. Thus, humans became the dominant race of the continents. After all, nothing beats numbers.
"I want to see them."
The next book was about those other races. Most of those races had the power to change their appearance to look similar to humans. They could be considered half human in that sense. But their original form had no similarities to humans.
There were also races that were considered evil because the source of their power was different. For example, the dark elves. While the source of power for other elves were the nature, for dark elves, that source was the deceased or death in short. Every living being fears death, as such, they hate anything related to it.
To Adrian, it looked absurd. It's not like he couldn't understand, it's just that he couldn't accept their thought process. Understanding and accepting are two different things. It's true some races get their power from the dead, but the power they use are just like the others. The power of wind, fire, earth etc.
Only a few beings, in the history of the continent could actually use the power of darkness. And they were condemned "Evil" by any and all beings on earth.
'I guess I also fall under that 'evil' category now.'
Knock knock
While Ian was immersed in his thoughts, a knock came from outside the door.
"Come in."
Ian peeked through the corner of his eyes to see who it was. Wearing a long tailcoat, the butler came inside.
"Hey Rob, you need something?"
"The duchess wanted to know if you're free two days after today. She'll adjust her schedule if so."
"I'm free. I don't have any plans for a while. Also... Ask mother if there's anything I can help with. Freeing her schedule will definitely increase her workload."
The butler's eyebrow twitched slightly as he heard Ian speak. He has been watching over him since the day he was born. Seeing Ian acting considerate made him feel uneasy.
Rob has been working for the duke ever since he retired from the battlefield. He was a sniper, among the best at his time. He retired after he injured one of his eyes during a mission and has been working here since then. Ian also knew that. The novel mentioned his past when he was in the middle of a fight with Arthur. That was the only time Rob had actively appeared in the novel. Arthur tried to bring him to his side but he refused to leave the duchy and betray it's people, thus, losing his life.
'After all, he is no match for Arthur as he is right now.'
"Then I'll be taking my leave, young master. Please enjoy yourself."
Rob bowed and was about to leave the room when Ian called out to him.
"Can you ask the servants to bring me some snacks and tea?"
"As you wish."
After Rob left, Ian stared at the door for a long time. No one could guess what was going through his head at that moment. Then after a while, he started reading again. A servant arrived with the snacks and tea moments later. That night, he ate and read till he fell asleep.
For the first time in a long while, Ian dreamt. And surprisingly, it was a good dream. He dreamed about the river he saw today. It was even prettier than what he remembered. Everything was sparkling. The heat was also just the right temperature. The cold water splashed as he started walking in the shallow water. He could feel the grass under his foot. They were soft. He could see them clearly as well, since the water was crystal clear. Small fishes were swimming here and there. The birds and the bugs, the dragon flies were flying around as if they were happy. Ian wanted to go deeper into the water. He started walking. Step by step. Then he finally started running till he was deep in the water. He couldn't find the soft grasses below his feet anymore. The small fishes were also nowhere to be seen. All he could see was a deep blue color. It was iconic. If someone saw them from above, Ian could bet that they won't
Inside the carriage, Ian was thinking about what he had to do next as he stared outside the window blankly. He had to buy a house for the people he was taking in and he wanted it near the duchy. Arthur and Steve was in the carriage with Ian. Steve was one of the other two guards who accompanied him previously. The other one was Adel, who was with Corner at the moment. "Is there any vacant building near the duchy? One with a big yard and garden?" They both understood for why their master was buying a building. Arthur wanted to see what Ian has planned, so he suggested a building that was owned by one of his friends. He kept the fact that he knew the owner a secret but Ian knew about it anyway. "Then let's go there." After half an hour, they reached the place. It would be an understatement to call it a simple building. It was no less than a mansion. There was also a huge founta
While they were both busy doing their own things, they walked all the way to the mansion that Ian bought in the morning. In front of the mansion, they could see many carriages and lot's of people. Corner was also there. Seeing Ian and Art, he came running and greeted them. "Young master, We brought everyone and everything you wanted us to bring. They're waiting for your next order. The slaves are also in the front yardwaiting for you." "Alright. Let's go." Ian walked in front of them as they entered through the gate. Everyone made way for him till he was in the other side of the yard. Ian finally looked at the slaves. It was hard to watch. They looked severelymalnourished, tortured, wounded and lifeless. Their clothes were torn everywhere and whip scars could be seen. The chains in their arms and legs were cutting flesh off of them and making them bleed. Yet what seemed to be in the worst state was their soul. They looked like
Ian kept staring at the eggs for a long time. If someone saw him now, to them he'd look like a kid who is patiently waiting for the eggs to hatch. He didn't know how long he has been looking at them. He snapped out of it when a servant finally came to ask him for dinner."It's already that late?""Yes, young master. The master asked if you could join them there. He said he had some matters to discuss. " The servant looked less tense than before as he spoke. Adrian's change in attitude was a famous story among the duchy right now. And the servants and maids attitude was also changing bit by bit everyday. Adrian also noticed this change and felt a bit more comfortable inside. He wondered what the Duke was calling him for but he wasn't nervous. He read the novel and knew this world's future anyway. "Then let's go. "Adrian took the lead and went down. He walked straight into the dining room where his mother and father was. Seeing their son, they both had gentle expressions on their fa
They started walking once again. While they were passing by the kids, Ian noticed something unusual. One of the kids weren't playing with the others. Or rather, they didn't let him play with them. Ian narrowed his eyes as he observed the kids. 'He has bruises in his body. Looks malnourished as well. An orphan perhaps?' "Art" Ian quietly called for Arthur. He came beside him as they continued their walk. "Yes, young master?" "Find out what's wrong with that kid while we're having breakfast. And have one of the guards observe him." Olivia couldn't hear anything Ian was talking about since she was busy chatting with Corner. Arthur nodded his head and silently left the group. Soon they reached the restaurant that she mentioned before. To be precise, it was what one would call a book cafe in modern world. Ian was impressed with the owners thinking. Whoever it was, they were way ahead of their time. "T
Ian sighed as he stared at his new family. The more he saw, the greater his fascination was. 'No matter how many time I see it, mother's smile is always so mesmerizing. And no matter how elegant she looks, father always looks like her perfect other half. They're like the main characters in a romance novel.' Ian was trying very hard to focus this time when something caught his attention. It was what Miller was talking about. "Should we bring a painter?" 'Painter? Yeah, would've totally clicked a photo in this situation, if I was in earth. Good thinking.' "Should we?" Olivia was glancing at Ian as if asking if it was okay. Ian tilted his head as if he couldn't understand her question. 'Why'd I have any problem with it?' - is what Ian's expression was saying. "You didn't like painters since you were a kid. Is it okay now?" "Yes it's fine... So I don't have any portraits with either of you, mother?" "No. Since you were a kid, you'd always cry whenever we brought any painters in
'Oh? He looks brave. Is he the oldest?' Ian was thinking that maybe the kids were in better shape than he thought. But his thoughts only lasted a moments as he noticed the kid clenching his fist tightly to stop shaking in fear. 'Can't believe I just thought that. Damnit.' Ian was mad at himself for his thoughtless comment. Maybe he wanted to deny to truth, the truth about these kids and their past, just to ease his mind. He was being cruel and he hated that. "Sit. I'll show you." They all sat around him in a half-circle as they wondered what Ian was going to do. First he took a flexible flower branch from beside him and wrapped the two ends to make a circle. Then he added some pretty looking grass around the circle. After that he took 3 or 4 types of wild flowers each time and attached it to the circle. Within a few minutes, it turned into a beautiful flower crown made by many types of wild flowers. With each steps he took making the crown, the kids eyes sparkled more and mor
While Ian was busy stuffing his mouth with cakes and pastries, they soon arrived in a secluded part of the city. It was where the sewer ended. And as expected, the steel bars were broken and it looked like people frequently went inside and out. Steve was standing near the entrance looking like a loyal guard. Seeing Ian and the others approaching, he quickly went and greeted them. Ian accepted the greeting and ordered him to wait near the carriage as they headed inside. Ian still had a cake in his mouth and a packet full of pastries in his hand as he nonchalantly entered the hole. 'Is he really a noble?' Arthur wondered how Ian had no problem eating in a place like this. Even someone like him found it difficult to go inside without covering his nose. "Do you have anything to brighten the place? It's dark." Corner took out a magic stone powered torch from his pocket and handed it to Ian. Ian didn't take the torch and instead signaled Corner to take the lead. Corner happily took
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