The Lord of Another World: All Wasted at the Beginning, and He Made His Fortune by Taking in the Fem

After the defense of Cornell Village, Aarons was in a coma for two and a half days. During these two days when he lost consciousness, a major event occurred in the Marquis's mansion.

——Raoul, the old gardener who had worked for the Marquis’s family for more than 30 years, unfortunately passed away due to a sudden worsening of his illness.

Els, who rushed back from Conil Village to report the situation in advance, caught up with the old man's last moments. After he reported the good news of victory to everyone in the Marquis's mansion in front of the old man, the old man finally passed away peacefully.

The young master will one day make this home lively again - the old man once said this to Els and Mary before he passed away.

Perhaps he saw that future in advance, which was why he left with peace of mind.

"Is this right here?"

After the old man passed away, Xia Ye took the initiative to gather the people in the mansion to hold a simple funeral for him. After everything was settled, she went to the hospital where Aarons was staying and replaced Karin, who had not rested for several days.

"It's right here... Master, look, those two kids are here too."

After regaining his mobility, Aarons and Xia Ye went to the cemetery where the old man was buried.

He actually felt guilty towards this simple-minded and loyal old man, but now that he was gone, he had no chance to make up for this regret.

After entering the solemn cemetery, Aarons immediately saw Els and Mary who were cleaning tombstones.

These two children had always been taken care of by the old man, and after seeing the old man off on his final journey, they were still taking care of his funeral arrangements.

"You two...have worked hard."

"...Master? Master, are you okay?"

After seeing Aarons, Mary was the first to come over and greet him, but Els seemed a little hesitant and did not speak to Aarons directly.

"I'm fine now. I came here to see the old man."

After reaching out and touching Mary's head, Aarons slowly walked to the tombstone.

Looking at the plain stone tablet engraved with his name and date of birth and death, Aarons was silent for a long time, but in the end he could not say anything.

"Master, I..."

"You little brat, why did you go to Cornell alone that day?"

As if he didn't want to wake up an old man who was already sleeping soundly, although his words to Els sounded like a question, his tone was quite gentle.

"I thought you were planning to escape alone, so..."

"Of course I want to run away, but if I really run away, I will have to bear the shame for the rest of my life."

Reaching out and touching the cold stone tablet, Aarons finally sighed deeply.

"Listen carefully, little ghost... We will continue to carry various things in our lives, such as flaws, responsibilities, sadness, other people's wishes and even our lives. Only by making ourselves stronger can we avoid being crushed by them as we move forward."

——This is the experience Aarons summed up from his forty years of failure in his previous life.

Because he knew he was not a strong person, he was always afraid of carrying the expectations of others. But he never really escaped, but carried the expectations and his fears on his shoulders.

"You will definitely become stronger than me, so you will definitely be able to bear more than me."

"No, Master...you are the most powerful one...because I know what you are carrying."

"Hmph, little brat, stop trying to talk like an adult."

Although Aarons himself is only in his early twenties, his soul has already experienced the baptism of vicissitudes. The young man who witnessed the battle with his own eyes may have understood part of his thoughts.

"Grandpa is gone, but I am still alive. So please let me stay with you... I want to learn from you what it means to be truly powerful."

"Oh, I don't have anything to teach you."

Looking at the boy who had matured a lot overnight, Aarons finally showed a relieved smile, then reached out and rubbed the boy's messy brown hair.

"Go back and don't let others worry."

……

Most people in Conil were unaware of what happened that day.

They were preparing to or had already fled Moti City, but before they actually left the city, they received a notice that the danger was over.

According to the city office, the defense line established in Conil Village successfully held out until support from the Border Defense Corps arrived, and the beast tide that was originally going to directly attack Moti City was repelled or dispersed, and no longer posed a threat.

Almost no one knew what really happened there, and those who volunteered to fight remained silent about what happened that day.

After a few days, a trivial incident finally happened in a tavern in Moti City.

"Hey man, you seem to have made a lot of money the other day! Was it the reward you got for participating in the battle that day?"

A man who used to drink here often came to this place again today.

"Give me a pot of soju and a plate of fried beans... I'll pay for it later."

However, unlike before, he, who would usually brag and chat with others as soon as he got here, was unexpectedly quiet this time.

"Why, did that good-for-nothing young master really pay? Did he sell off his property again?"

"Oh, that's for sure! How can such an incompetent idiot make money, don't you think?"

"Let's drink... I don't want to talk about this."

Although his regular drinking buddies kept mocking the well-known incompetent young master, this man did not join in today. Seeing that he looked troubled, his drinking buddies suddenly became interested.

"Brother, can you tell us what happened that day? I heard that you fought off thousands of monsters there, and the corpses alone were sold for hundreds of gold coins!"

"Yeah, yeah, I also heard that the good-for-nothing young master ran away right after the broadcast and hid outside for several days before coming back!"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

However, the man who was supposed to laugh with them became even more gloomy after hearing these words.

When he drank the wine in the glass in a gloomy mood, the unbridled laughter of the people around him finally made him lose his mind. So he slammed the wooden wine glass on the table, then stood up and yelled.

"You all shut the fuck up!"

"What, what's wrong, brother? Did you encounter any unpleasant things?"

"Didn't the young master pay you? Don't worry, the brothers can help you ask for it together!"

Seeing these ignorant people who were still wantonly belittling others, the man suddenly erupted in anger. He overturned the table in front of him, shocking everyone including the boss.

"Incompetent bastard? I should have died in that damn place! If it weren't for that incompetent bastard you mentioned...how could I have come back here alive?"

The man trembled as he spoke out the feelings he had always wanted to hide, and at the same time he recalled that night, the light that constantly guided him and dispelled all fear and darkness.

——He would never forget what he saw that day.

"If he's a loser, then I'm a nobody who relies on him to survive!!"

As if to deny his own ignorance, the man let out a shrill roar at everyone in the tavern.

"That's right... I'm the piece of shit, all of us."

After shocking the others with his roar, the man suddenly became depressed as if he had lost his soul. He silently moved the table that he had overturned, then walked to the counter, took out a few silver coins, and handed them all to the boss.

"I'm sorry to trouble you... I probably won't come here to drink anymore. Take care, everyone."

"Wait, wait! Where are you going?"

Seeing the man walking towards the door in a daze, someone asked him loudly. But the man only stopped for a moment and then continued to move forward.

"...I'm going to ask someone how I can help the young master."