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nLuke instructed the administrators to bring in all the documents along with the documented assets and the expenditure of the estates.

nHe looked at the documents one after the other with a distorted expression.

n“This is **. We are on the verge of bankruptcy!”

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nThe account books which recorded the income and expenses of the estate wasn’t so bad.

nThe money was borrowed and then paid back, and it was good enough to the extent of never ruining the nobility they had.

n“The ever bright bloodline of the warrior family who had struck down the Devil King has no hidden legends or treasures.”

nNo matter how hard he tried, he could not find even a drop of the warrior family’s assets.

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nAt the same time, the extra funds that were placed for the operating expenses of the permanent residence and the maintenance of the permanent residence were to a bare minimum, almost less than a hundredth of the 30,000 pesos that he had to pay.

n“Is this really the family of a legendary warrior? Even a goblin who’s just passing by will laugh at them.”

nFrom what he had learned on the genealogy after Rakan killed him, Rakan was given the title of Marquis and the vast territory in the southernmost part of the Libiya Kingdom.

nConsidering the fact that Rakan’s family was one of the lowest within nobles, the upgrade in his status could be considered a great success.

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nHowever, it didn’t seem like this scenario would last long.

nThe ambitious Baroque Duke rebelled.

nRakan, who couldn’t tolerate the rebellion and injustice fought against him, but as he was suffering from an incurable disease at that time, he was defeated.

nBaroque couldn’t execute Rakan since he was a renowned knight in the entire continent during that time.

nWhich was why he decided to relegate the title of Rakan to a lowly one and deprived them of the territory they held to the fringes of the Devil King’s castle.

nWhen this happened, Rakan became depressed and reportedly passed away a year later.

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nAnd so the later generation began to think that Rakan had been cursed by the Devil King himself.

n‘So you killed me after hearing the words of the same men?’

nLooking outside the window, Luke asked himself as he saw the statue of Rakan which was standing tall in the garden.

nThe statue of Rakan was sparkling gold and had a great pose, but it said nothing.

nThat statue was called a memorial built by the youngest of his grandfathers 50 years ago.

nThe descendants of Rakan, including Rakan, struggled to make their family recover.

nBut of course, most of his descendants suffered from sickness and succumbed from it, or went to war and never came back.

nAnd so, rather than prospering, the family barely managed to preserve their heritage, and their manors and estates continued to deteriorate.

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nAnd the most adverse effect was in Luke’s generation.

nIn the midst of all those crises, Luke, a seventeen-year-old boy, tried to somehow develop and revitalize the family name.

nHe had gone through numerous books and found ways to develop the estates. Despite the weak body he possessed, he took on a sword and learned the martial arts of his ancestors.

nNot long ago, he tried to control a Gigant but had an accident due to engine congestion.

nHe was declared brain dead due to Mana reflux, but he somehow regained his consciousness after a day.

n‘No, he was definitely dead, and that was why my soul could enter his body.’

nSaymon just sighed as he recollected the genealogy and the stories he heard from the servants.

nHe was feeling regretful about what happened to Luke.

nRakan was his object of resentment, he couldn’t have such feelings to his descendant Luke.

nLuke was just a poor boy who was getting crushed by the fading glory of his ancestors and took on the burdensome responsibility of reviving his family’s glory even though he could have chosen to live easily.

nNevertheless, instead of resenting his destiny, the boy was sincere enough to try and fulfill his responsibilities as a temporary titleholder.

n‘And it’s not like he was just somebody else. I wasn’t an orphan and a suffering child, and we have the same childhood name.’

nSaymon’s original name was Luke.

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nBut the teacher who was teaching him magic told him that his name didn’t sound like a name that a warlock was supposed to have and gave him a new name after an old sage.

n“That is true, but, isn’t there any kind of treasure or money of some sort hidden in the house?”

nThere was no way for such things to not be in the house of nobles.

nThe estate was in a difficult situation because of the tributes and taxes which were being sent to the king who was filling his stomach by sucking up the blood of the people from all the regions.

nHowever, the family of Rakan was the kind of noble which was poverty-stricken, only a few of the nobles belonged to that category.

nIf a knight with a sense of justice came across them, they would shout ‘The family of the brave warrior’, and Luke too would have shouted those words out loud.

n“What a mess. He should have at least have the money to look after the house!”

nWhat was worse was that Rakan had completely ruined all the treasure and military funds that were in the vault of the Devil King’s Castle.

nAlthough he had used them to suppress the ambitions of the rebels, Luke didn’t seem to be impressed with his actions.

nIf only that money was left behind, then things wouldn’t turn into such a mess.

n“All because of that thoughtless stupid Rakan… Phew, this can’t be. I need to calm myself down. Once I calm myself down something good will pop into my head.”

nEven though he was trying to calm down, the situation was too hectic to stay calm.

nBeing revived into a young body seemed to have made him be filled with rage. Rage which he never had trouble controlling in the days he was referred to as the Devil King. The situation seemed too dire.

nThe situation was surely exciting, but that wasn’t going to change the annoying reality that he was stuck in. He had no work.

n“No matter what it is, I’ll have to go somewhere or call someone…”

nThe amount on the paper was now short of 30,000 pesos.

n“I’m going to sell off one Gigant or something… ah!”

nThinking about the Gigant, Luke jumped up from his seat.

nThings that could be used for money just struck his mind.

nLuke, who looked to his side, had a sneaky smile on his lips.

n“Yeah! Those things can be of use!”

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