THIS IS ABOUT THE ATTITUDE WE HAVE IN OUR HEART FOR THE SUCCESS.

Kehidupan Hyeon-Joo
Hyeon-Joo ditinggal oleh Suaminya selama Beberapa tahun yang lalu dan Suaminya juga meninggalkan Anaknya Itu

Tokoh Utama:

Keluarga Kim:

Kim Hyeon-Joo (Anak kandung perempuan dari Joon-Yoo, Ibu kandung dari Yoon-Ah, Kakak sepupu dari Gwang-Yeon)

Kim Yoon-Ah (Anak kandung perempuan dari Hyeon-Joo dan Nam-Ja, Keponakan dari Gwang-Yeon, Cucu dari Joon-Yoo)

Kim Gwang-Yeon (Adik sepupu dari Hyeon-Joo, Keponakan dari Joon-Yoo, Bibi dari Yoon-Ah)

Kim Joon-Yoo (Kakek dari Yoon-Ah, Ayah dari Hyeon-Joo, Paman dari Gwang-Yeon)

Keluarga Choi:

Choi Gwang-Sook (Adik kandung lelaki dari Nam-Ja, Pacar dari Gwang-Yeon)

Choi Nam-Ja (Ayah kandung dari Yoon-Ah)

Choi Soo-Yeon (Ayah kandung dari Nam-Ja dan Gwang-Sook, Suami dari Hye-Joo, Supir di rumah Keluarga Kim)

Cha Hye-Joo (Pembantu di Rumah Keluarga Kim, Ibu kandung dari Nam-Ja dan Gwang-Sook)

Cha Cheon-Hee (Adik kandung perempuan dari Hye-Joo, Ibu kandung dari Eun-Yoon)

Jang Eun-Yoon (Anak kandung lelaki dari Cheon-Hee dan Han-Yoo)

Jang Han-Yoo (Ayah kandung dari Eun-Yoon, Suami dari Cheon-Hee, Adik Sepupu dari Im Myung-Hee)

Keluarga Im :

Im Myung-Hee (Nenek dari Siwon dan Dong-Soo, Ibu kandung dari Jong-Sook, Sahabat dari Joon-Yoo )

Park Kyung-Hee (Ibu kandung dari Siwon dan Dong-Soo, Istri dari Jong-Sook)

Im Jong-Sook (Ayah kandung dari Siwon dan Dong-Soo, Suami dari Kyung-Hee)

Im Siwon (Suami dari Mi-Ok, Ayah dari Min-Ja)

Im Dong-Soo (Suami dari Daya, Ayah dari Dae-Joon)

Kang Mi-Ok (Adik kandung perempuan dari Daya, Istri dari Siwon, Ibu dari Min-Ja, Adik sepupu dari Cheon-Hee)

Jang Daya (Kakak kandung perempuan dari Mi-Ok, Istri dari Dong-Soo, Ibu dari Dae-Joon, Adik sepupu dari Cheon-Hee)

Im Dae-Joon (Anak kandung lelaki dari Dong-Soo dan Daya)

Im Min-Ja (Anak kandung perempuan dari Mi-Ok dan Siwon) 

Tokoh Pendukung:

Son Irina (Teman dari Gwang-Sook, Ia adalah Orang Rusia yang berdarah Korea dari Ayahnya)

Dong Hwang-Yi (Teman sekampus dari Gwang-Yeon)

Dong Goo-Yi (Adik kandung perempuan dari Hwang-Yi, Teman sekampus Gwang-Sook)

Kang Daesung (Pengusaha Toko lemari di Gangnam, Ayah dari Hwang-Yi dan Goo-Yi)

Song Joong-Mi (Sahabat dari Hyeon-Joo, Anak angkat perempuan dari Im Myung-Hee, Teman dari Kyung-Hee)

Sang Bo-Yoon (Ayah kandung dari Joong-Mi yang telah lama menghilang)

Kang Daesang (Saudara kembar dari Daesung, Paman dari Hwang-Yi dan Goo-Yi, Ayah kandung dari Geum-Sook)

Kim Geum-Sook (Anak kandung lelaki dari Daesang, Mahasiswa Terbaik di Kanada, Teman dari Siwon)

Dong Sang-Hee (Ibu kandung dari Hwang-Yi dan Goo-Yi, Mantan istri dari Daesung, Sahabat dari Joon-Yoo)

Dong San-Ha (Adik kandung dari Sang-Hee, Ibu kandung dari Geum-Sook, Mantan istri dari Daesang, Tetangga dari Myung-Hee)

Like every other girl I too used to dream of my Prince Charming who will come riding a white horse. But life made me realize that you shouldn't wait for a Prince Charming cause nobody else but you are the hero of your own story.

But then he came and things started to change.

It took me six full days to completely learn twenty-six books, fourteen scrolls and nine secret books about imperial law and palace etiquette. It feels like studying for college examinations once again. At night, before I go to bed I exercise and condition my body so it will be easier to practice martial arts and weapon wielding once again.

My father is really busy during summer days while my mother takes a full course of managing the household affairs and some of the shops she owns. My eldest brother usually stays in the house for a couple of days before departing as he follows my father. While my second brother is stationed at the military border along with my second uncle.

I only see the servants and the guards who keep me company. But those trivial things never bothered me. In the modern world I was accustomed to independency. And learning new things never bothered nor bored me.

"Lin Sha bring some snacks and water for me. And tell my mother that I will be at the stables finding a good horse. Tell my mother not to worry I've already asked father's permission."

"Is young miss planning to ride a horse? But young miss do you know how to ride one? What if you fall again? Master will kill us--"

"Have faith in me, just do as I say. Lin Tsu, come and follow me to the stables."

I was very excited.

Finally I can ride horses, might as well go to the field of my second uncle where military arrays are arranged for practice. This will be fun.

"Greetings young miss" the soldiers near the stables greeted me and I gave their greetings back

"Lin Tsu, stay here I'd like to ask the person who manages the stables so I can borrow a horse. Do not worry, I will be fine in riding one."

I walked inside and talk to the manager of the stables. At first he doesn't want to agree, but on second thought he arranged the soldiers on the field for safety purposes. There are about 20 military soldiers under my uncles order for residential patrol,  while there are about 25 family guards. I do not know how many secrets guards my father and my uncle deployed in our residence but this is good.

I picked my father's beloved horse. Among all horses he is well tamed and they've said only my father can ride this one. But due to unknown circumstances the horse allowed me to use him. Really interesting.

With my 5'4 height I can easily position myself on top of the horse. This is a war horse that my father got from the emperor along with my uncles' horses. The emperor must really favor us for gifting imported horses.

"Young miss please do not run too far, young miss should be careful not to fall--"

"Elder, you are worrying too much. I'll as much take care of the horse."

After that the horse and I started slow pacing.

"What a lovely horse you are, please take care of me. Do you see those military arrays? I'd like to practice for a while, will you accompany this young miss?"

The horse neighed.

I think it agreed.

Qin Zetian was the youngest prodigious daughter of the president. At a young age she was renowned as a gifted child who has the ability to learn anything in the fastest speed possible. When she worked for the military she attained honorable accolades and was promoted as the general of the Northern border. But her life was cut short when she was diagnosed with Leukemia. It was her 32nd birthday when her body collapsed, unable to consume the prescribed medicines. And on her last day, Qin Zetian wore the Qin family's heirloom before she was buried.

The real journey starts where it ended. Her soul was transmigrated in the body of Qin Zetian, the third daughter of Zhou kingdom's right prime minister. The real owner of the body fell from the highest branch of a tree and tragically died on the spot. But the body remained unconscious, as it was inhabited by another soul through the heirloom of Qin Clan. Qin Zetian woke up with memories foreign to her. Then she promised to achieve her previous goal to become the richest woman in ancient history.

COPYRIGHT © A.D. Torres

Date Published: March 2020

Chapter Title: The Wonders of Living (1)

Chapter no. 7

(Elizabeth's POV)

It took me six days to completely learn twenty-six books, fourteen scrolls and nine secret books about imperial law and palace etiquette. It feels like studying for college examinations once again. At night, before I go to bed I exercise and condition my body so it will be easier to practice martial arts and weapon wielding once again. 

My father is really busy during summer days while my mother takes a full course of managing the household affairs and some of the shops she owns. My eldest brother usually stays in the house for a couple of days before departing as he follows my father or if he is given missions to complete. While my second brother is stationed at the military border along with my second uncle and casually goes home.

I only see the servants and the guards who keep me company most of the time. But those trivial things never bothered me. In the modern world, I was accustomed to independency. And learning new things never bothered nor bored me. 

"Lin Sha bring some snacks and water for me. And tell my mother that I will be at the stables finding a good horse. And also tell my mother not to worry, I've already asked father's permission." 

"Is young miss planning to ride a horse? But young miss do you know how to ride one? What if you fall again? Master will punish us--" 

"Have faith in me, and just do as I say. Lin Tsu, come and follow me to the stables." 

I was very excited. 

Finally I can ride horses, might as well go to the field of my second uncle where military arrays are arranged for practice. This will be fun. 

"Greetings young miss" the soldiers near the stables greeted me and I gave their greetings back 

"Lin Tsu, stay here I'd like to look for the person who manages the stables so I can borrow a horse. Do not worry, I will be fine riding one." 

I walked inside and talk to the manager of the stables. At first he doesn't want to agree, but on second thought he arranged the soldiers on the field for safety purposes. There are about twenty military soldiers under my uncle's order for residential patrol, while there are about twenty-five family guards. I do not know how many secrets guards my father and my uncle deployed in our residence but this is good. 

I picked my father's beloved horse. Among all horses he is well tamed and they've said only my father can ride this one. But due to unknown circumstances the horse allowed me to use him. Really interesting. 

With my 5'4 height I can easily position myself on top of the horse. This is a war horse that my father got from the emperor along with my uncles' horses. The emperor must really favor us for gifting imported horses or maybe he's got motives again. 

"Young miss please do not run too far, young miss you should be careful not to fall--" 

"Elder, you are worrying too much. I'll as much take care of the horse." 

After that the horse and I started a slow pacing walk. 

"What a lovely horse you are, please take care of me. Do you see those military arrays? I'd like to practice for a while, will you accompany this young miss?" 

The horse neighed. 

I think it agreed.

COPYRIGHT © A.D. Torres

Date Published: March 28, 2020

Chapter Title: The Wonders of Living (1)

Chapter no. 7

(Elizabeth's POV)

It took me six days to completely learn twenty-six books, fourteen scrolls and nine secret books about imperial law and palace etiquette. It feels like studying for college examinations once again. At night, before I go to bed I exercise and condition my body so it will be easier to practice martial arts and weapon wielding once again. 

My father is really busy during summer days while my mother takes a full course of managing the household affairs and some of the shops she owns. My eldest brother usually stays in the house for a couple of days before departing as he follows my father or if he is given missions to complete. While my second brother is stationed at the military border along with my second uncle and casually goes home.

I only see the servants and the guards who keep me company most of the time. But those trivial things never bothered me. In the modern world, I was accustomed to independency. And learning new things never bothered nor bored me. 

"Lin Sha bring some snacks and water for me. And tell my mother that I will be at the stables finding a good horse. And also tell my mother not to worry, I've already asked father's permission." 

"Is young miss planning to ride a horse? But young miss do you know how to ride one? What if you fall again? Master will punish us--" 

"Have faith in me, and just do as I say. Lin Tsu, come and follow me to the stables." 

I was very excited. 

Finally I can ride horses, might as well go to the field of my second uncle where military arrays are arranged for practice. This will be fun. 

"Greetings young miss" the soldiers near the stables greeted me and I gave their greetings back 

"Lin Tsu, stay here I'd like to look for the person who manages the stables so I can borrow a horse. Do not worry, I will be fine riding one." 

I walked inside and talk to the manager of the stables. At first he doesn't want to agree, but on second thought he arranged the soldiers on the field for safety purposes. There are about twenty military soldiers under my uncle's order for residential patrol, while there are about twenty-five family guards. I do not know how many secrets guards my father and my uncle deployed in our residence but this is good. 

I picked my father's beloved horse. Among all horses he is well tamed and they've said only my father can ride this one. But due to unknown circumstances the horse allowed me to use him. Really interesting. 

With my 5'4 height I can easily position myself on top of the horse. This is a war horse that my father got from the emperor along with my uncles' horses. The emperor must really favor us for gifting imported horses or maybe he's got motives again. 

"Young miss please do not run too far, young miss you should be careful not to fall--" 

"Elder, you are worrying too much. I'll as much take care of the horse." 

After that the horse and I started a slow pacing walk. 

"What a lovely horse you are, please take care of me. Do you see those military arrays? I'd like to practice for a while, will you accompany this young miss?" 

The horse neighed. 

I think it agreed.

She was a legendary figure, a genius neurosurgeon, a renowned lawyer and one of pillars of wildlife conservation. Her brainpower was too horrifying that the government saw her as an imposing threat to their jurisdiction. One day Feng Jiang Lei was sent to work for diplomatic relations with the terrorists and deal with the aftermath of risking her life to fulfill her duty. It could have been successful, but she was assassinated and died by the hands of her childhood best friend. Remembering that no matter how important a person is to you, there will come a time that love will abandon and betray you.

He was the son of an affluent technological expert, a professor from Harvard University and the heir to AdTech-Space Developers Corporation. Professor Qin Xue Rong spearheaded the expedition to Jupiter and ventured the lands of the unknown yet one night the great red spot appeared without warnings, thus putting everyone at risk. He could have saved his life, but he sacrificed his own to save his people and send them back to earthly safely. He was then sucked by the storm, bringing with him was a 17-Petaflop Titan Supercomputer and Valkyria the most advanced space humanoid robot.

But the gods seemed to have different plans. Two lost souls with untimely death were fated to meet in the era of the past and change the mistakes of the history. One became the wicked and outrageous miss who was banished to the mountains as the star of destruction. While the other was the fool who was stripped from his noble title and left to rot in the forest. Despised and plotted against, will they survive the test of time?

"What are you inventing hubby?" she asked

"A cultivation booster for my wifey!" he answered

"Will we get richer?" she asked again

"Indeed the richest!" he answered and kissed her forehead gently.

Li swiped the jars of seeds from Vincentio's cart and placed them in his pocket. That triggered his inventory to activate, and the jars disappeared, absorbing into a dimensional void where it joined a plethora of items. He forgot that he had to consciously think about not using his inventory to appear like a normal person, but he couldn't deny that it was convenient either.

Plus, he figured with contraband like this, it was better to have it somewhere the ordinary person couldn't see. 

Old Thane stood by Vincentio's horse, putting a hand on the animal's skinny flank and calming it. The horse looked down demurely, afraid to look at its master's corpse. The old man ran his hand across the horse's hide and shook his head.

"You've taken a mighty many lashes, poor thing," said Old Thane. He unstrapped the horse from the wagon and put a hand on its rump. "I would set you free, but you're no wild animal. You'd waste away out in those wilds."

"Then let's keep him," said Li. "Let him pull your wagon instead. Would make life a lot easier for you."

"Aye, that's true, but my riding days have wasted away, Li. Unless my feet are planted on the earth, I cannot see."

"That's no issue. I'll guide the horse."

"My muscles will waste away if I don't keep them active."

Li came up to Old Thane and slapped his back casually. "Stop being so stubborn, old man. I know you want to do things yourself, but you've earned at least this."

"I suppose so," grumbled Old Thane. He felt around the horse, getting a good mental image of the animal's dimensions. When he was satisfied, he jumped atop the saddle with surprising dexterity. It was obvious it was a well-practiced movement.

"And you say your riding days are over?" remarked Li. "You know, sometimes I can't even tell your blind.

Old Thane laughed and flexed his arms atop the horse. The peaks of his biceps strained against his shirt. "It's all conditioning, my boy. Make sure to keep yourself healthy so that you'll end up like me!"
 
"Yeah, yeah," said Li as he rolled his eyes. Although Old Thane had kept his body in excellent health, he was still an old man, talking to Li with that familiar didactic tone that most old people adopted with younger generations. It was pretty endearing, honestly. 

Li grabbed the horse's curb rein and tugged. It obeyed, adopting a gentle pace back towards Old Thane's wagon.

"Is the ride smooth?" asked Li as he strapped the horse's harness to the berry cart. He had never handled a horse before, but the beast was remarkably tame, and the harness was very intuitive. It didn't take many tries before he figured out what went where. 

"Smooth as a babe's bottom," commented Old Thane. "Vincentio, scoundrel he was, always had a way of training his steeds well."

"Great, now I won't have to constantly worry about you blowing your knees out," said Li with a smile. He took a sidelong glance to Vincentio's mangled corpse. "About the body…"

Old Thane sniffed the heavy stench of iron in the air and scowled. "There are no witnesses in this village and knights will think little of a criminal mauled by what seems to be a beast. I say we let the fool rot."

"We think alike," said Li as he tugged the horse's reigns and led it out of the village.

The way back to Riviera was uneventful. The moon, still full and bright, guided their way. They had fully expected the knights to be upholding the blockade again, but the encampment was eerily empty. A thankful blessing, too, as Li was tired of dealing with unnecessary obstacles anymore.
All he wanted to do was get back to his daily farming routine.

When they arrived at their cottage, Li tied the horse to a fencepost – a temporary arrangement until he could build a stable. Old Thane, tired from the tumultuous night, went straight to sleep, dropping on his bed of hay and animal skins and going into a heavy snore. 

As the old man slept, Li took a cursory glance of his room, making sure everything was in order. It was a small room. He figured more than two people would feel extremely cramped in it. There was an old bookcase – recently dusted now that Li was there – and this was what he checked up on, making sure the books were all there.

Obviously, Old Thane had no use for books anymore, but he valued these for they were his wife's. The books covered a vast breadth of topics. There were a few obvious books such as [The Herbs of the Wilds] and [Elementary Elixir Brewing], but nestled among there were tomes such as [The Codified Laws of Soleil, 1020], and [The Collected Histories of Man]. 

Old Thane had spoken many praises about his wife's abilities, but he had spoken precious little about her origins. From her readings, Li could theorize she had been a foreigner of some kind, unaccustomed to the ways of this land.

Explained why the old man was so fierce about defending Li from discrimination. 

Li, having taken full account of the books, silently left the room, closing the wooden door behind him. He settled into his own quarters. It was far larger than Old Thane's with a proper woolen bed elevated off the ground with stubby wooden legs. Despite being a larger room, however, there was nothing in it aside from the bed.

Li knew the story. Old Thane had built this entire cottage from the ground up and had fashioned this room for his and Aine's child. From how large the room was, it was evident that Old Thane was willing to give any child of his considerable love. But unfortunately, Aine had proved infertile, but that had not prevented Old Thane from loving her any less until her passing. 

Li sat on the bed. He did not need to sleep for he was not truly human, but he could mimic such a state as part of his shapeshifting abilities. Tonight confirmed something he had been theorizing for the month: his thinking was changing the longer he stayed in this world in his inhuman body.

He felt absolutely nothing when slaughtering the bandits or seeing Vincentio dead. He had killed before in his past life as a soldier, but regardless of how many people he killed, he still felt something, some numbness, maybe, but now, there was truly nothing. He merely saw meaning in their deaths. Their bodies went back to the earth, nourishing the soil. 

There were times he felt the life around him strongly. Sometimes when he weeded, he felt he could hear the very earth's heartbeat. There were times when he could hear the march of death. 

Once, he had wandered upon an old stray and could hear the life leaking out of the mutt, how with each of its heartbeats, it drew upon an ever-wilting store of life. He could vividly see how the dog would die, collapsed on the road within a week. 

However he was changing, he did not mind so much as long as it did not affect his day to day routine. In fact, he enjoyed being able to listen to the life around him as he tended to the berry bushes and fields. 

Perhaps most of all, he thought as he smiled, readying to sleep, he could still appreciate Old Thane.

Li knew, even if Old Thane didn't ever say it out loud, that he thought of Li as the son he never had. That the old man was willing to give up anything and everything for Li. That was a type of devotion that Li was familiar with from his own father who had given up so much to see him succeed. It was a devotion that Li could always appreciate no matter whether he was man or god or demon. 
________________
A week passed with Li hard at the work he loved. 

Li had cleared out the dilapidated herb garden, uprooting all the invasive vines and weeds, and began planting the herbs. From reading Aine's books, he knew that the herbs required soils that drained well, but the land had clumped up and become dry and hard from a drought that had struck a year ago. Pouring water on it resulted in puddles as the hardened dirt refused to let the liquid through. 

Li had taken some peat he dredged up from the forests and mixed it with the horse's manure to create a nourishing and soft mixture. He then used a plow to upturn the herb garden's soil, discarding the dried topsoil entirely. 

The soil beneath wasn't much better, but it could be combined with the peat and manure mixture to form a richly black, mushy dirt that hungrily drank water, letting it seep through without forming any puddles. 

Here, Li had planted most of the seeds. The magical seeds, however, he had decided to grow inside, taking some of the soil he had created and potting it. Old Thane had cautioned against letting them grow outside as until Li could gain the appropriate certifications as a herbalist, he could not have illegal substances just sitting out in the open. 

Now, getting the certifications was a pesky task that Li felt little enthusiasm doing. It consisted of studying and then taking a test. Many of the occupations under Soleil were based off of meritocracy supported by bureaucracy, and so standardized tests became the norm for testing an individual's capacity to be a professional at anything. Even blacksmiths had to take tests, although those were more live demonstration than ink and paper tests.

Thankfully, Li retained a sharp mind. He had always had a knack for studying in his old life, and his memory was even better here. The test was also mostly rote memorization, so he figured he just needed another week before he could pass the test.

One particularly sunny day, however, when Li was holed up in his room poring through Aine's books, he heard a massive commotion outside. Things had been strangely loud over the week with a lot more foot traffic than usual, but this was on a whole different level. He figured there were dozens of people outside moving in a single procession. The groaning of some ungodly large contraption also followed them.

"By the gods, what's that ruckus!?" exclaimed Thane from his quarters through a cough. He had gotten a minor fever, so he was staying inside for the day. 

"I'll check on it," said Li as he put on his hood and stepped outside.

There were three gangs of adventurers, bronze and silver medallions hanging at their necks. They were a balanced group of warriors, mages, rangers, assassins, and templars. He nodded in recognition as he saw the basic party mechanics he had once dealt with in Elden World: tanky warriors up front with templars to heal and rangers and mages at the back for damage while assassins scouted the battlefield. 

Behind them followed a company of knights. Knights of Lys, judging by their sky-blue cloaks. While the adventurers took up a leisurely stroll, the knights marched in drilled order. They escorted a massive ballista carried by four horses – the source of the groaning wood. 

"Can I ask what's going on?" called out Li.

One of the marching knights broke rank briefly and handed Li a paper before heading back to his company. Li observed that he held a whole stack of the papers under his arm. 

Shrugging, Li looked at the paper. Flowery cursive writing dotted the paper and a fanciful seal shaped in the image of a dove marked the bottom. An official decree from Dulance Lys, lord of Riviera. 

"Greetings, good citizen,

Do not be alarmed. This force travels not from unwanted invasion or demons or other such urgent ills. There is merely a monster in the Winterwoods, but do not fear. It does not move for it merely guards a lake that has emerged deep within the forest. In addition, our Astrologers predict that it will not be any threat to human settlements nor to this great city. 

However, until the beast is subdued, the main paths running through Winterwoods are closed for public travel. I understand that some livelihoods depend on the bounty of the forest but ensure you do not interfere with the hunt and understand that you enter the woods on your own peril.

Below, you will find a depiction of the beast. It is advised you flee immediately upon seeing it and inform any knights or adventurers of its whereabouts.

Stay safe and be well, good citizen.

Glory to the Duchess and may the light of Soleil be unending,
Lord Dulance Lys."

Li took a glimpse at the beast's appearance. It was sketched on the paper with enough detail that it was unmistakable what it was. Li groaned internally. He had been focusing far too much on the farm this week and not paying attention at all to the outside world around him. Another consequence of his changing mind - he'd started to think current events and politics as meaningless and tuned them out. 

He looked at a drawing of a giant ant: it was the Myrmeke he had summoned. Immediate worry swarmed Li, not because he feared for the ant, but because he knew that it was sufficiently strong enough to easily cleave through this group of adventurers and knights, and if they all died, who knew what kind of ruckus that would cause.

The good thing was, over the week, Li had been thinking of ways to put the ant to work on the farm without making its presence obvious, and now he had pretty strong incentive to put his plans to work.

When Li's level 100 game character is transported to a fantasy world, he is unstoppable. 

But...all he wants to do is be a farmer? Watch as Li tries to maintain his peaceful daily life in a chaotic world full of magic and knights. 
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Updates: 1 a day

FOREWARD/WARNING: The novel has a SLOW pace and due to updating once a day, it may feel even slower. However, I can at least guarantee that it will have very good readability and good grammar that is routinely proofread. The pace of the story will accelerate as enough chapters mount up to build things up. 

Also, another warning, but the novel does not focus entirely on farming and crafting. As a result, those looking for a novel that focuses solely on crafting aspects may find themselves disappointed. In any case, whether you have criticisms or enjoy the book, thanks for reading! 

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Lucia had rarely gone horseback riding ever since Damian arrived and as she was preparing to once again go riding for a bit, Kate came to visit.


The two greeted each other with a light embrace.


Kate had not been able to visit for a while as she'd been taking care of her injured grand aunt, Countess Corzan.


Perhaps she'd been weakened because of old age for Madam Michelle fell down the stairs and terribly sprained her ankle.


It was to the point where she could barely move so she chose the one she dotted on the most, her niece, Kate, to be her care-taker.


Even though her grandaunt was usually nagging and strict, Kate stayed by her side and took care of her.


"How is Madam Michelle?" (Lucia)


"She's limping a little but she can walk around now. She asked me to tell you she's thankful for the medicine you sent, they've shown great efficiency."


"It's my pleasure to be of help."


At the beginning, Madam Michelle was a frequent visitor to Roam but after Lucia opened tea parties several times and handled her socializing effortlessly, Madam Michelle's visit came to a stop due to her poor health.


And ever since Kate became a frequent visitor, they'd been exchanging words to and from through Kate.


"This is my real purpose of coming to see you today, Lucia."


Kate placed the basket that she came in with on the table.


"It's the present I promised you last time. Open it."


Lucia carefully removed the cover of the basket and exclaimed.


"Oh my!"


Suddenly, a blinding bright light came in causing a certain pair of big black eyes to blink. The disheveled fox with fluffy light yellow fur shook its big ears.


It was conscious of Lucia's gaze on it for a short moment then soon enough it yawned and closed its eyes. It moved its bushy tail and wrapped it around its body for cover.


The lovely creature that was small enough to fit into both hands instantly captured Lucia's heart.


"Goodness! It��s lovely!"


Lucia placed her hand on her chest to pace her thumping heart. She'd gone to the fox hunt and seen the foxes that the ladies raised but none of them was as adorable as the one in front of her.


"It's also my first time seeing such a beauty. Even when it grows up, it will be beautiful." (Kate)


Kate had promised to obtain a fox for Lucia for fox hunting.


"You have to obtain them when they are young to tame them. Look after it frequently, it has to recognize its owner before its growth phase. If this time passes, you can't give any excuses."


"I understand."


"I'll send you a list of things you need to watch out for when raising a fox later."


"Thank you, Kate. It's such a wonderful gift…"


The two women descended into conversation about fox hunting for a while.


"Oh, where is my mind? I was about to go horse-riding. Do you want to join me Kate?"


"I didn't plan on doing so at first, but I've been wanting to go riding for a while. I'll go."


"Ah, and I have someone I want to introduce to you."


Lucia called a maid and instructed her to call Damian.


"Damian is here. He's home for a change but I'm not sure if there would be another time to introduce him to you."


"Who…?"


"I'm talking about his Grace the Duke's son. Well, he's also my son now."


Kate's expression instantly stiffened.


"…What?"


"Could it be you've never heard of it? From what I know, the fact that Damian is his successor has already been made public."


"…ah…well…I've heard a little…"


The life of the Duke was a taboo topic amongst northern nobles. It wasn't like someone ordered them to keep their mouths shut but they knew to be careful with what they said.


It was thanks to the efforts of the Northern people that no rumors of the son and successor of the Taran Duke had spread in the Capital's noble circles.


Meanwhile the Taran duke didn't care whether one deliberately spreads a rumor or one watches what they say. In the North, Damian was a fleeting existence.


"You called for me?"


Looking at the black-haired, red-eyed boy that had walked into the drawing room for a while, Kate swallowed tensely. She hadn't finished preparing her mind.


"Say hello, Damian. This is pretty much the only guest that visits me in Roam. My friend, Kate Milton."


Damian looked indifferently at Kate who was unable to hide her puzzlement. He was familiar with such looks and expressions towards himself. He was deluded for a moment due to the innocent goodwill the Duchess had shown to him all this while.


As his mood sank a little, he lowered his head in a nodding manner.


"It is an honor to meet a beautiful lady like yourself, Lady Milton. My name is Damian."


"Ah…yes. I…I am also honored, Young Lord."


Kate hadn't ever had such a hard time managing her expression. Even when in the past she was walking around the city and stepped on her dress ripping it, she could manage her expression.


As for the Duchess sitting next to her,


"Wow, your words are so… geez. Who would say you aren't your father's son?"


After saying so, she burst into laughter. It was a feeling of seeing a comedy and she couldn't help but laugh.


"Do you know how to ride a horse, Damian? Or shall I bring a colt?"


"I know how to ride a horse. I learned at the Academy."


"Seems like there's nothing you can't do. Kate, he's marvelous, isn't he? He's only eight but he knows how to ride a horse."


"Ah…yes. It's…great."


It was definitely not common for an eight year old to know how to properly ride a horse but it was very possible for someone of the young Lord's huge stature as he exceeded that of the usual eight year old.


Moreover, he was the son of the Taran Duke whose name was hailed among Knights.


However, Kate didn't have any intention of diminishing Lucia's feeling of pride so she just humored her.


"Damian, we were going to go horseback riding now but we can all go together."


Damian took a glance at Kate's stiffening expression. He tried to laugh but it was a sign that told him he was an unwelcome guest.


"No, it's okay. I still have books I have to read."


"While studying is good, you can't keep studying all the time, especially when you're at the prime of your age. Don't you want to grow bigger?"


Big. Damian flinched at the sensitive topic.


"You have to grow as big as your father, right?"


Damian nodded his head.


"Kate, would it be okay if Damian joins us? Sorry I didn't ask for consent beforehand."


"No…It's fine. But Lucia, the horse-riding field we're going to… only women can enter."


"I know."


Lucia tilted her head as though asking 'What's the problem?'


"Damian is just eight years old. He's not a man."


Translator's Corner.


*That last sentence….


*Sorry for the intrusion… ¯_(ツ)_/¯.


< — Damian — > (5)


TN: So I'm sensing a bit of confusion but Lucia and Hugo have reconciled in 29[part 2].


It was only for an instant but Kate witnessed the distorted expression of the young Lord of Taran.


The boy that looked unlike his eight-year-old age with his upright and huge build, suddenly seemed his age when he heard those straightforward words.


Kate turned her head away slightly and let out a small laugh. She felt a bit sorry for the boy's broken pride.


In the horse-riding field, when the noble ladies came up to greet Lucia, she had them greet Damian.


The noble ladies were as though they'd all bitten an unripe fruit for they all had sour expressions as they begrudgingly gave their greetings.


Some looked at Lucia unable to understand it at all, some looked at her with gazes that said she was too young to know about the world while some looked at her with worried gazes.


Lucia was indifferent to their gazes and acted as though she didn't notice them. From time to time, Damian gave Lucia a peculiar gaze.


"This child is Emily."


Lucia introduced her favorite horse to Damian. Damian took in its entire appearance and so as not to surprise it, he walked slowly to its front then stroked its back.


"It's a good horse." (Damian)


"You know how to discern horses?"


"I only know how to tell if it's a good horse or not. I'm not an expert."


"But I don't know how to do even that. To me, because Emily is my horse, she's the prettiest but all horses look the same to me. Kate, isn't it great? Damian is very young but he knows a lot."


Looking at the face of the Duchess that was filled with joy and pride, Kate simply chimed in with a smile. She sneaked a glance at the young Lord who was embarrassed and had turned his head seemingly occupied with other things.


At first, Kate couldn't understand why Lucia was like this but eventually decide to just accept it since it wasn't a bad thing for their mother-son relationship to get better.


After a few rounds of circling around the riding field, they ended their light session of horse riding and the two women went into the lounge (break room). As Damian had opted to keep riding, he was still outside on the field.


Every table in the lounge was filled with women, seated in groups of twos and threes. Unlike the original intention for building it, the lounge of the horse-riding field had increasingly become an active social gathering spot for women.


"People's gazes on Damian were much colder than I expected." (Lucia)


Kate was unsure of what reply to give so she just listened.


"Even though he's the successor that his Grace the Duke personally chose, why are they like that?"


"That's… probably because of the unwritten rules. Although the law states that a son would be recognized as a qualifier once they enter the family register, in reality, there are next to no cases where a son that enters the registry like that inherits the title. The ones that become Counts are barely a handful and there's been no precedence where they're titled higher than Marquis."


"I see. I didn't know that."


In Lucia's dream, she didn't have any children so when she lived as the Countess, she didn't pay attention to matters concerning succession.


"Then what happens if an official has no children apart from the child that was entered into the registry?"


"Most people adopt a son from among their relatives."


It was the so-called noble pride.


It is said that an illegitimate child should be extremely grateful to even be recognized as a qualifier. Although Lucia was of the royal family, looking closer, she was also an illegitimate child so it left a bad taste in Kate's mouth.


An elderly noble woman walked up to Kate and Lucia's table. She was Countess Philia, a woman extremely healthy for her age and not inferior to anyone in her enjoyment of horse riding.


Lucia remembered hearing that when the women-only equestrian(horseback riding) practice field was created, the Countess had praised the Taran Duke till her mouth ran dry.


They went through the usual ceremonial motions of greeting each other and sending their best regards then the Countess placed two flower baskets on the table.


"I got a granddaughter just recently and it is a northern tradition to present yellow flowers to people around me as I wish for my granddaughter to be healthy and to grow up beautifully."


"Oh my, Congratulations. Your granddaughter will grow up beautifully and healthy just like the Countess."


When the Countess turned around to hand out flower baskets to other people, Kate spoke.


"It is a northern tradition but these days there aren't many people that do it. Countess Philia seems quite trusting of this tradition. It is indeed correct to give out yellow flowers but…it isn't common to give out this flower…its prices are tremendous. Countess Philia looks very happy, she must have spent a fortune."


Lucia glanced at the flower basket and smiled ambiguously. The beautiful yellow roses looked as though they were flaunting their elegance.


***


The employees were lined up outside as usual to welcome the Lady of the House as she returned from her outing to the horse-riding field.


The door of the carriage opened and Lucia stepped down from the carriage. When Jerome discovered the basket of yellow roses in her hands, he grew frightened.


"Kkuk!"


Jerome let out a strange sound in spite of himself but was quick to cover it up by dryly clearing his throat. The employees that noticed it acted like they didn't hear anything.


Lucia gave him an odd look then held out her basket of flowers.


"Countess Philia said she'd gotten a granddaughter and gave me a present."


"Ah, yes…"


After accepting the basket of flowers, Jerome heaved a long sigh. He didn't want to see yellow roses anymore.


Lucia and Damian sat face to face in the receiving room, drinking tea while Jerome stood at the side, waiting on them with more tea.


"Now that I think about it, there are no roses in the garden. I'm thinking of making a rose garden next spring, what are your thoughts, Jerome?"


Jerome's expression froze.


"About roses…can you think over it again…?"


"Why?"


"Master doesn't… particularly like them."


Lucia's eyes grew round as she looked at Jerome then she spoke to Damian.


"Damian, tell me honestly. Did you know that there were no roses in the garden?"


"I didn't know."


"See? Jerome, unless a man is particularly interested in flowers, he wouldn't really know that. I doubt if my husband is able to differentiate between varieties of flowers. Although I'm sure there's one flower he can distinguish. Yellow…"


"K-hm. K-hm."


Jerome overdramatically cleared his throat causing a small laugh to escape from Lucia's mouth.


"Don't worry, even if I plant roses, I'll exclude that color."


The color itself wasn't the problem but the Duke had ordered that he didn't want to lay his eyes on any roses. This was serious. Jerome's back broke out in cold sweat.


Damian returned to his room and Jerome finally said what he'd been hesitatant to say for a while.


"Milady, about the yellow rose I talked to you about the other day. You asked me who the last recipient was, right?"


"Yes, I did. I remember."


"Under Master's orders, I sent a yellow rose to the Countess of Falcon."


Jerome became nervous when she didn't say anything in reply.


'I said something useless! What if I offended her?'


"Why so suddenly? They must've met?" (Lucia)


"No!! Absolutely not. I informed his Grace that Milady was curious about it and… he asked me to send it."


"I see."


Lucia's expression was indifferent and she replied as though it was a trivial matter. Jerome grew restless as he tried to comprehend, even if it was just a little bit, the feelings of his Mistress.


Lucia really did think it was a trivial matter. Was her husband taking care of an old lover so great that she had to jump up in joy about it? However, Lucia felt as though something had been lifted off her chest and her heart grew soft.


The longing that had been satisfied in the meantime thanks to Damian once again rose up in her heart.


'When are you coming back? I want to see you…'


One month after leaving to subjugate barbarians, the Lord of Roam who'd been away from his seat returned.


Translator's Corner:


(1) Just in case, a receiving room is a living room. Pretty much, the place you receive guests hence receiving room.

***

Fun Facts:


I looked into the meaning of a yellow rose and initially found that yellow flowers in general are supposed to evoke joy, friendship, success, all that good stuff.


But, yellow roses specifically signal farewell, jealousy, infidelity or a finishing love. I also read that more recently (most likely for marketing) yellow roses have been paraded to mean friendship, joy and wt not.


Lucia grew up not knowing she was a princess. 

But when her mother died, she entered the palace and had the chance to see her entire future in a dream.

In her dream, when she reached 19 years old, she was auctioned off to the bidder who offered the highest dowry. Her life became miserable from then on.

When she woke up from her dream, she was determined to reshape her future, realizing that she had plenty of time before the crucial turning point.

Thus, she begins her journey to change her dark future.

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Author: Covering The Sky/Haneul Garigi
Translator(s): Sleepy Korean Translations
2~4 chaps per day...

Anabel and Artic waited for an average of 10 minutes in the barn, and Liaka came to them.
That's when Anabel started talking about what she had seen. Artic was still examining the area through the barn door.
That's when Liaka took a deep breath and started talking.
"Even if I don't want to get too far from our mission, it's something that we know directly. Killing them raises the council in the eyes of people. It would be a good thing to kill them.»
Artic nodded his head in a check-up.
Although Artic was a man who loved to do good, he was not the kind of person who would sacrifice himself for good. He'd do something if he could. If he didn't fit in with himself, and the returns were more than what he did he wouldn't have bothered himself with things like this.
That's what it was like in the world they were in. No one would save or do favors unless they had to. After all, they didn't live in a superhero story in Artic's old world.
Everyone was working for themselves and taking actions for themselves. That's the way it should be for Artic thought. Otherwise, it would be a problem if one struggled too much with the problems of others. The reason he agreed to help in their situation was to fight a little more and gain experience and. At the same time, a little good wouldn't hurt anyone.
As Artic continued to think about them, Liaka pointed to him.
"Artic, let's get behind the horse, go after them and finish them off."
Artic climbed on the Grasshopper Horse without saying anything. In front of him was Anabel. Liaka smiled lightly.
What he meant with that sign actually is "Hey artic come to my back" But Artic just sit the horse who was Anabel riding. But when he saw that Anabel wasn't bothered by Artic's being behind him, he didn't say anything, so he pushed the doors with his hand and started riding the horse.
Artic at first thought the horse would be very uncomfortable. But it wasn't. It was a jumping horse, but the hose wasn't uncomfortable, and it was pretty fast.
On average, within half an hour, they'd saw 20 men with armor and spears. The mystic group of three stopped and, Liaka got off the horse and slowly approached the campsite
The men who was holding spears stopped him and pointed their spears at him and began to speak.
"Who are you, you can't come in here. I'm not going to say it again. If you don't want to die, get lost»
Liaka smiled slightly and pulled out a medallion with two large book symbols on it. After that is he showed the medallion to guars who was threatening him with the spears
"I would like to speak to your commanding officer."
The guards didn't know what the sign on the medallion meant. But Liaka's self-reliant attitude frightened them a little. So after sending word to a courier, Guards told the Liaka to follow them. That's how Liaka started going to the biggest tent with the guards.
Artic and Anabel, on the other hand, we're waiting for very closely outside, despite the little danger situation. There was a stone in front of them. That's why they didn't thought about scouts will see them.
Meanwhile, Liaka finally came in through a big red tent and looked at the person sitting inside.
The man in front of him was in his 60s, but he seemed pretty decadent.
Liaka took off the medallion from her pocket and started talking.
"I, Liaka, as the Advanced Mystic of the Council, have been sent to execute you for being a Rule Breaker."
The old man stared at the medallion in Liaka's hand with a slight expression of sadness in his eyes. This medallion showed that the person had the authority to follow the council's orders and that the two books were a symbol of the holder is an at least advanced mystic. The old man was as sure as his name that the young man in front of him was much older than he was.
.
He also knew that there was no luck against him.
The Old Man took a deep breath and spoke.
"Does the Supreme Council have anything to prove that we broke the rules?"
Liaka smiled and started talking.
"We're in a beautiful world, aren't we? No one will have a say in this when you and your men are easily killing the villagers around here. But when I come, you're going to want proof.
The old man swallowed slightly. Then he spoke with a smile on his face.
"Maybe you can kill me directly. But remember, you will be missed something very important that I know.»
Liaka's laughed from inside and thought
"He's going to fool me with kid tactics"
But he didn't show it, and he started talking.
"Hmm, I'm listening to what it is»
After the Old Man smiled lightly, he turned his head to the left and right. When he saw no one around, he talked.
«Philosophical Booster Plant»
At that time, Liaka's mind was frozen in astonishment. He never, ever expected anything like that


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"Artic"
"When the chessboard closes, the king and the pawn are will be placed in the same bag."
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Artic was a young student. He often struggled with his thoughts in his mind and tried to survive in the modern world. He was smart and liked to read, but he also liked to think about different things in his mind.
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Artic was killed trying to help a woman who was attacked. When he opened his eyes, he was in a different land with a voice in his head. Where he was reborn in the same body, people could have divine powers or possess special powers by developing their knowledge and philosophical perspectives on issues.
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