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Dereck knew that something was weighing on Louzen's mind just by looking at his Master's attitude. But Dereck could do nothing but serve by his Master's side. Seeing how his master was enjoying the pancakes with a blank stare made Dereck bow. "Sir, I'm sorry if I'm presumptuous. Is there anything weighing on your mind?" Dereck's sudden question made Louzen put back the pancake that had almost entered his mouth. Louzen smiled lightly, "Even if something were weighing on my mind, you wouldn't understand. In the future, you don't need to sympathize with me. Now stand up! I'm not used to seeing people bowing down in front of me. Break your habit on this one." "Yes, sir." Dereck again stood upright beside the sofa without doing anything. Louzen's lips wore a bitter smile, 'It's not that easy to blend into my second life. In the end, the past still shadows me. Vi... are you happy in your current life? Will we be able to meet again if I'm gone?' Those stupid thoughts had crossed Louzen'
One life was now in Louzen's hands. Although he didn't fully trust Jackson, he had someone he could trust to take confidential orders. Looking at the pile of files in front of him, Louzen feigned ignorance and asked why Jackson had placed them on his desk. Louzen's eyes looked lazily at Jackson and asked, "What about these documents? Do I have to take over everything now?" Asked Louzen. He massaged his throbbing forehead from thinking how troublesome it would be to take care of so much work that drained his brain. Well... it couldn't be helped. Louzen used his instincts and speed to kill people, not to calculate and analyze documents like businessmen. "You can't help but do it, sir. The business that is already underway cannot be ignored. In addition, nobles who have become loyal customers have contacted us about our delay in sending slaves." Louzen instantly remembered that one of the businesses Frederick had left behind was selling captives turned into enslaved people to conglom
"That's not what I meant, sir. I-" Jackson stuttered, unable to continue for fear that his master would misunderstand him. Jackson's pride seemed to be nothing in front of Louzen. Lazy to hear an explanation that seemed to want to look good in front of him, Louzen raised his hand to signal for silence. "Enough! Don't continue. I don't need any unnecessary explanations. You'd better fix all the reports." "Yes, sir. As you wish." Jackson quickly picked up the pile of documents and left. It wasn't long before Dereck arrived and informed him that his car was ready. Coincidentally, Louzen had also finished his business with Jackson, which made him have to spend a few of his veins arguing. Since the trip this time was to meet the Leader, Louzen went with Dereck and Jackson, who had avoided being forced to follow even though he had just argued with him. Before leaving, Louzen first prepared a folding knife that he got from one of the subordinates on guard at the mansion. He called it by
Dereck and Jackson were entirely surprised by Louzen's answer. From any perspective, the man was just an ordinary son-in-law who happened to be one of the sons-in-law of a noble family. But one thing they could not forget was the implied message from the Leader as if he had been waiting for Louzen's arrival. "Sir, who are you?" Jackson blurted out unconsciously. X didn't expect them to realize so quickly that there was something hidden from him. X was at a loss as to how to answer. He was just a soul formation from another world, whereas Louzen's true soul was probably already wholly dead. It wasn't surprising because they often said it was all due to the role of the Leader who gave them orders. What needs to be questioned is who the leader is. Why is he able to know things that haven't even happened yet? Does his coming to this world have anything to do with the leader? It was a question Louzen had not once or twice thought about, but he had yet to find the answer. "About that-"
"You don't like small talk. Right off the bat, I am Jacob Reid, the interim leader of the DarkShield organization." "Interim leader. What do you mean?!" Louzen repeated the words of Jacob Reid. He is the great Lord, with an awkward feeling. "Well, interim leader. Because the real leader is not me, but you, Lord Dominic Louzen!" Jacob spoke with a severe and stern face. There was no joke on his face like there was earlier. "What the heck! I know you're old, great Lord. But really, your sense of humor is terrible!" commented Louzen as it made no sense. Hey! Remember, this is not the world of fairy tales, comics, or whatever X used to read in his spare time. There are no coincidences in this world. Louzen's emotions seemed to be toyed with by Jacob's absurd answer. Jacob knew it would be like this because the last message Lord Louzen delivered was that he would later lose all memory of this world. He remained patient despite hearing the words about Louzen's disbelief. He then switch
In his previous life, Louzen lived in a modern century where everything used logic. But in his current life, he had heard that there was such a thing as magic in this world. Of course, he didn't believe that quickly, even though he experienced impossible things like being reborn. Louzen's head was dizzy with the amount of information that sounded impossible to him. He massaged his throbbing forehead. "I didn't expect this body to be that old." X aka Louzen, muttered which caught Jacob's attention. "Are you okay, Lord?" Asked Jacob. He was worried about the condition of his Lord's body. "I'm fine. You continue your story. Tell me everything you know." Louzen said. He leaned his back on the back of the sofa and strained his ears to hear more information Jacob gave. Jacob was at a loss for words. He was confused about how to serve the Lord, who was now in front of him. Louzen's body now had a different soul and had no remaining memories of the body. However, there might be some co
The atmosphere around the room instantly changed. The room conditions that had been fine suddenly felt awkward. Jacob, who got the question, his body stiffened. His eyes looked restlessly to the right and left as if he was avoiding something. Once again, Jacob was confused. He didn't know how to explain that to his new Lord. "Why do you look uneasy, Great Lord? I'm asking you a question, so look me in the eye!" Louzen ordered in his deep voice. Jacob bowed his head, "You are my Lord. You should not call me Great Lord. Just call me Jacob, Lord." "Okay. Now tell me, why was that woman brought here by your loyal subordinates? What do you want from her?" Louzen repeated his question firmly. He wasn't messing around with his words. Jacob did have a high position in the Dark Shield organization. He was respected in the organization and even in Megan's Kingdom because of his position as the most critical person in the organization. Not everyone can deal with him because he is always co
X's words were indisputable. It was wrong for Jacob and the body owner to think of examining someone's body for any reason. Jacob can't avoid it. He was at a loss for words because it was true. "The world is wide, but it also seems narrow, Jacob. In my previous life, I had many regrets about something. Hence I dared to speak to you. I hope you will not think of me as Louzen even though I am wearing her body. Whatever I will do in the future, I have my considerations. You understand!" "Understand, Lord." Louzen also did not place the blame entirely on the body owner and Jacob. They were pressed, and there might be no other choice. Hearing Jacob's explanation, X understood why the body owner chose to leave the organization and remove track of himself in his final moments. It was probably to trick the enemy into not knowing about his severe illness. After all, spies must be placed in a large organization like Dark Shield. There was silence for a while, and Louzen assumed Jacob's s