1st Place In The Ranking Is A Villager

1st place in the ranking is the villager

- Volume 4 Episode 11

11. Legends and Masters

Initium Star distributed the trailer for this week's broadcast through their official website.

The trailer started with a brief introduction of the performers entering the set.

And befitting the sound of the animal kingdom wrapped up in a talk show, the MCs threw sensitive questions to the performers that appeared on that day without any hesitation.

At that time, CG was applied as if sweat was dripping from the performer's head.

And the answer of the performer that came after that was processed as a beep, arousing the interest of the viewers.

Up to this point, it was a preview that was nothing out of the ordinary.

However, in the last 10 seconds of the trailer, the screen suddenly went black and someone's voice began to play.

-Hello, Initium Star viewers. My name is Hoya, a villager by profession.

When the voice stopped, the darkened screen regained its color, and the upper body of a person was caught in the middle of the screen.

The player receiving the most attention right now, Hoya, was on the screen.

As he smiled lightly, the screen was fixed, and the broadcast date was engraved on the bottom of the screen.

When the subtitles of the broadcast date came out, the trailer had to end, but there was still 3 seconds left.

After the subtitles of the broadcast date were shown, the screen that had stopped moved again, and Hoya, who was smiling brightly, sighed a little.

-Is this okay?

-Yes! Aww! It was great!

Then, the subtitle 'Please look forward to the next broadcast!' was placed at the bottom of the screen, and the trailer really ended.

The trailer, less than a minute in length, which had been quietly posted only on Initium Star's website, spread on the Internet at a very rapid rate.

-Why is that hyung here?

- Really, why are you here?

-Isn't this the first time Hoya has officially appeared on a TV show?

- How long has it been since Hoya appeared on TV, but this is the first time? Don't you even watch TV?

-Although there have been times when it came out as a material video on a TV show, this is the first time it has come out personally.

-Oh my gosh.......

-What is the point of an interview in Initium Star, not a talk?

And as it spread quickly, the wave was great.

While netizens showed interest in Hoya's first broadcast appearance, they wondered why he was the 'Initium Star'.

Initium Star was a program that was just in the middle, knowing neither high nor low recognition.

Love calls must have come from the popular Intium notebooks and other broadcasts right now.

However, I wondered why he had chosen the Initium Star.

It was questionable, but in any case, it became a good article for reporters.

[Hoya from the village, his ranking reversed without hesitation! Will the secret be revealed?!]

[MBS' Initium star, villager Hoya appeared]

[The reason why MBS's Initium star was able to recruit him, was there some kind of deal behind it?][Initium Star, viewers' expectations surge]

Related articles have been constantly uploaded.

Among them, there were many articles with aggressive titles.

However, thanks to that, the 1st to 8th places of real-time search terms on the portal site were all keywords related to Initium Star.

Only the trailer has been uploaded yet, but the viewer's bulletin board on the official website was on the verge of paralysis.

"Awesome! Awesome!"

"Can we expect a bonus?"

"Isn't it just a bonus? If the ratings continue to be maintained after this episode airs, the broadcast time may be moved to the prime time!"

The team members of Initium Star were inflated with great anticipation.

“If I could only be cast on the main show, it would be really great.”

* * *

taang- taang- taang-.

It was a large workshop located inside the royal castle, and silence magic was applied to prevent the sound from leaking out, so it was very quiet outside, but the sound of the hammer was constantly coming from inside.

The hammer was the owner of the hammer.

taang- taang- stop.

The constant sound of his hammer ended.

Today, I couldn't concentrate on the feeling that my head was filled with memories of the past.

"Whoa..."

Vandal paused the hammer for a moment to clear his head and looked up at the ceiling.

Decades after Vandal was saved by her Maurice and she began living with him, she passed away when Maurice died due to the aging of her age.

Even after Maurice's death, Vandal maintained his position by beating his hammer in Morris's smithy.

So much time passed, and Vandal had a question about himself.

He was in his mid-teens when he started dating Maurice, and he was in his mid-teens, judging by his looks. Decades have passed since then, but he looks too young now.

If he is a normal human, he should already have wrinkles on his face and white hair coming out, but he couldn't see anything.

He was aging too slowly to call himself human.

But he was human in appearance.

A few days after he began to have such a question, a forgotten memory suddenly appeared in his mind.

He was eating breakfast and brushing his teeth.

At the sudden return of his memory, a hot stream of water flowed down from the half-moon's eyes.

He was tears of anger and lament over what he had done and what he had done.

It was a pity for Morris, but Vandal slowly cleaned up her forge, which he had inherited from her, and returned to his hometown.

He dreamed of his father who would be waiting for him.

When I returned home after several decades, many things had changed.

The weeds around the house that his father and he had been clearing were growing above waist height.

The exterior of the house also looked like it had not been maintained for decades.

Kick-.

A horrifying noise could be heard from the hinge of the door, which my father had oiled from time to time.

The interior of the house was already covered with thick dust and cluttered webs.

After returning home, Vandal calmed his agitated mind and looked around the house, roughly removing the cobwebs.

There was no trace of his father left anywhere.

There was not a single tool left in the workshop, where he had been locked up almost every day, and the weapons that were proudly hanging from the side of the wall were nowhere to be seen.

There were no traces left in my father's room.

His house, the house he thought his father would welcome him with a bright smile, seemed to have been abandoned for decades.

"Chi, calm down... think about it..."

Vandal calmed down his embarrassment and struggled, thinking in his head how to find his father, so he decided to go to the village and ask the villagers first.

Dwarfs in the forest were quite well known among the villagers at that time.

Without a chance to feel the nostalgic atmosphere of a small village outside the forest he had been looking for for a long time, Vandal grabbed an old man passing by and asked.

"Hey, didn't there once live a dwarf in that forest?"

"Dwarf? ...Ah! There was, there was. It was quite famous."

"Gee, do you know where you are now?!"

"Well... I don't know about that. But why are you asking that... Everything, are you sure?!"

The old man opened his eyes and scanned the half-moon's face to and fro.

"Are you that half-moon?! You're alive!"

The words that came out of the old man's mouth when he looked at the half moon's face and realized that he was the dwarf's son were about the wizard's party.

"It wasn't even a riot back then."

It is said that his father, who came to the village to find him, heard the story of a wizard and a party member and took revenge on them.

And the end of the story was that after using force to tell them about himself, he left the village and disappeared completely thereafter.

Vandal heard the story and wandered the continent in search of him, just like Dantals left the village to find him.

He thought that his father was a rare dwarf in his own race, so he would be able to find it soon.

However, contrary to his thoughts, no trace of his father could be found anywhere.

Every time Vandal went to towns and villages, he rented a smithy there to earn money, and when the money was collected, he left again to find his father.

However, after many years had passed and his father could not be found, he changed his ways.

He said he would blow his own name so his father would come to find him.

When Vandal was young, Dan Thals had told him like a fairy tale of how he used his youthful ambition to tour the famous forges of the continent and break the forges.

So he believed that if he made a name for himself, he would challenge him or come to him after hearing his name.

So he settled in Izbaront and worked as a blacksmith.

Meanwhile, an offer came in that he wanted to become a royal craftsman.

Vandal readily accepted it, thinking that he would be able to make a further name if he worked at the royal castle.

And it wasn't long before he rose to the top of the royal craftsmen's ranks.

But no matter how much time passed, his father did not come to visit him.

He thought he was still lacking in skill, so he pounded the hammer harder.

Although he himself felt that he was getting better and better, his father did not even show a shadow."father......."

Vandal looked down at the hammer he was holding.

It was the only connection that had the potential to connect him with his father.

So he was pampered, but too much time had passed.

I laughed out loud at the thought of my father looking younger than me.

Vandal cleared his seat and left the workshop.

As of today, his mind was fuzzy and he couldn't concentrate at all.

When he left the studio, he saw the sun was setting.

The place where Vandal went out was a restaurant that had become a regular customer.

"Oh, Grandpa!"

When he entered the restaurant, the owner of the store welcomed him with a warm face, and Vandal asked him what he had always eaten.

After coming with Hoya for a few days, I felt his empty seat when I came alone.

He wasn't a very talkative guy himself, but when he talked to me, he liked to answer all the details from his heart.

"Hello."

Even a tiger would come when I said something, and Hoya appeared and sat down next to him naturally.

Then he took the glass he was about to put to his mouth.

"What are we going to do with this?"

"I don't think it's okay to drink alcohol on a day like today. It would be nice to look as healthy as possible."

"What do you mean?"

Hoya smiled brightly at Vandal's question.

"There is someone I want to meet. Can you come with me for a moment?"

"Who do you want to meet?"

I asked who it was, but Hoya only smiled and didn't give an answer.

Vandal, curious about the person he wants to meet with Hoya's actions, followed him, paying for the food he had not yet eaten.

The place where Hoya took Vandal was deep in a deserted alley in the corner of the city.

"Who are you taking me to such a gloomy place?"

"You'll know when we meet."

When they arrived at a place, Hoya pushed Vandal's back saying that he didn't want to disturb him.

The place where the half moon came out after being pushed by Hoya was a small empty space between the buildings.

And there he saw the back of a short cloak.

In his memory, the nostalgic back of the person he was looking for.

It was covered with a cloak, but it was intuitively recognizable.

"Ah... Ah, Father...?"

He turned back to the half-moon's trembling voice and lifted himself up toward the half-moon.

That night was too long and too short for Vandal.

It was longer than the night I usually felt, but it was too short compared to the time I had spent looking for and waiting for my father so far.

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