Traveling to another world, inheriting a mess at the beginning

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

—— Raul, 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 Cornell Village in advance to report the situation, 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 make this home lively again one day - the old man once said this to Els and Mary before he died.

And he may have seen that future in advance, so he left with peace of mind.

"Is it here?"

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

"It's here... Master, look, the two children are here too."

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

He actually felt guilty about this simple-minded and very loyal old man. But now that he is gone, he has no chance to make up for this regret.

After entering the solemn cemetery, Aarons immediately saw Els and Mary cleaning the tombstone.

These two children had been taken care of by the old man before, and after sending the old man off for the last time, they were still taking care of the old man's funeral.

"You two... have worked hard."

"... Master? Are you okay now?"

After seeing Aarons, Mary ran over and took the initiative to say hello. But Els seemed a little hesitant and did not speak directly to Aarons.

"I'm fine, come 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 with his name and date of birth and death, Aarons was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't say anything.

"Master, I..."

"Stinky kid, why did you go to Conil alone that day?"

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

"I thought you were going to run away alone, so..."

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

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

"Listen, kid... Our lives will continue to carry all kinds of things, flaws, responsibilities, sadness, other people's wishes and even life. Only by making ourselves stronger can we not be crushed by them when we move forward."

-This is the experience Aarons summed up from his failed life in his previous life for forty years.

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

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

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

"Hmph, kid, don't talk like an adult."

Although Aarons himself is actually only in his early twenties, his soul has already experienced the baptism of vicissitudes. And the boy 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 is truly powerful."

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

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

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

...

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

They were preparing to flee 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 government, the defense line established in Conil Village successfully held out until the support of the border defense corps, and the beast tide that was originally going to attack Moti City directly was also repelled or dispersed, and no longer posed any threat.

Almost no one knew what happened there, and those who volunteered to participate in the battle all kept silent about what happened that day.

That's it.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 a few days ago! Is it the reward for participating in the battle that day?"

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

"Bring a pot of soju and a plate of fried beans... I'll pay you later."

However, unlike before, he was unexpectedly quiet this time, as he used to brag and chat with others when he came here.

"Why, did that useless young master really pay? Did he sell his property again?"

"Oh, that's for sure! How can such an incompetent idiot make money, brother?"

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

Although his frequent drinking buddies kept casually mocking the well-known incompetent young master, this man did not participate in it today. Seeing that he looked worried, 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 left behind were sold for hundreds of gold coins!"

"Yeah, yeah, I also heard that the useless young master ran away immediately after the broadcast, and hid outside for several days before coming back!"

"Hahahaha——"

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

And 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.

"Shut the fuck up!"

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

"Didn't the young master pay you? It's okay, brothers can help you to ask for it together!"

Looking at these ignorant people who were still wantonly belittling others, the man suddenly burst into a fierce arrogance. He overturned the table in front of him, shocking everyone including the boss.

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

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

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

"If he is a trash, then I who survived by relying on him... what the hell am I!!"

As if denying his own ignorance, the man roared at everyone in the tavern.

"That's right... I am the trash, all of us are."

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

"Sorry to trouble you... I won't come to drink here anymore, take care."

"Wait, wait a minute! Where are you going?"

Seeing the man walking out 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."