Dream Life

"Guy Jakes, I want to nominate you as a knight and be one of the martial officers of my Lockhart family. Will you take it?"

I couldn't believe what you said.

Though he has served the Lockhart family for more than twenty years, he has also not served his predecessors before they were ordained knights, like Lord Walt, Lord Nicholas and Lord Hector.

I sold some names as an adventurer in the first place, but I'm just a farmer born man. The last name Jakes was also given on his own when he became an adventurer. He told me not to be ridiculed for being out of the country in Periclitle. Well, nobody cared then.

First of all, there's no way I have a knight. I knew so much about going to Wellburn last year that I didn't like it. He said I was just a scout.

Naturally, I only have one answer.

"I can't do it. I'm a former adventurer of the rising of the people. A member of the aristocracy is very..."

Even if I say no, your palace won't listen.

"You're the man Lockhart needs. I'd love for you to take it. When it comes to civilians, I was only a soldier's son in Welburn before my father was described to me as a knight. Nobody cares about that in this house."

Still, when I tried to say no, my predecessor laughed at me.

"Give it up. If you're a civilian and an adventurer, you're the same. If you insist on saying no, I'll keep convincing you for a year or so. Fuhahahaha!"

I remember the old days in the words of my predecessors.

Indeed, I persevered in asking my predecessors to become a servant of the Lockhart family. That's why I was so upset with this one.

But when I think back then, my face is still so embarrassed that it gets hot.

Now I think of him as a young man, but I didn't think about anything else. In fact, I started paying taxes because I hadn't been asked by adventurers for about a year, so much so that my seemingly predecessors replaced me.

I've decided to take the talk of my reign if I'm going to reward you for admitting me.

"We will serve you more than ever, with a slight force"

In response to my reply, Master Miyagi, my predecessors nodded heavily, and I was to become a knight.

After the discussion, I thought about my life without a pattern.

I was born forty-three years ago in 2975 in Tria.

My birth house was a hunter for generations. Thanks to that, by the time it was fifteen, the bow arm was better. Naturally, I was also good at walking in the woods.

The adventurer was coming from time to time because his birthplace was in a rural area close to Periclitle. I admired them like that and left the village when I was fifteen.

I was lucky. When I signed up for the Adventurer Alliance, I met a party looking for archers, and they were the ones I cared about.

Instead of giving the newcomers their share if it's a terrible party, they just use them as slaves and relentlessly throw them out if they can't use them because of injuries.

But the party I was at not only taught me Iloha as an adventurer, but even a sword.

I hunted demons for about six years and lived as much as I did.

At the age of twenty-one, he reached the sixth grade and reached what was said to be one serving. Especially when it comes to reconnaissance, when it comes to the "scout guy” with enough arms to be heard from a class IV party, there was more to it than anyone who was a fellow adventurer and didn't know.

That's when I happened to visit the village of Rasmore and met my predecessors.

It was shocking. I thought the sword arm was amazing too, but I fell in love with the temper, with the lord himself taking the lead to protect the village.

I asked my predecessors to obey me. At that time, I thought you'd accept it right away.

He was just over twenty years old, a young man, but only a few names were sold and growing in the city of adventurers. I didn't even think it would be dew to say no.

I was mostly complacent, but for once I had a basis. At the time, the only scourge of the Lockhart family was Lord Hector, and the village hunters didn't have enough arms to deal with demons either.

In other words, if there is a shortage of scouts and you have the ability to scout as much as I do, then naturally you would be welcome... now that I think about it, I would be very grateful, and my predecessors have spotted it.

Then it was hard.

It was mean at first. The thought of why you wouldn't admit me turned into the will to make me admit it.

But after three months, little by little, I can see what my predecessors think.

The Lockhart family exists to protect its inhabitants. That those who do not understand that do not deserve to be obeyed.

This is what my predecessors told me when more than a year passed and somehow I had a place to be.

"You've become a Lockhart man, too. If you're willing to bury a bone in this village, you can officially take it to your squire."

I snorted in tears on the spot. It was the first tear I had shed in public as an adult.

After being set up by his squire, he worked desperately for his inhabitants. He goes into the woods more often than he could possibly think during his adventurous years, hunting demons.

I used to register with the Kilnarek branch, and if I noticed, I was going up to the fourth level.

When Lord Rod was born, his predecessors gave the Lord's seat to Master Masaias. I still remember clearly that I was just over forty years old and even Lord Walt was surprised.

Why was the throne of the lord conceded in the work platter? I've heard that before.

"You still have to raise your sword arms and be strong. The same goes for vigilantes. But the lord's job is a lot of trouble... and Matt could have had experience as a lord."

His predecessors gave up the Lord's throne in order to gain experience with Master Masaias, and even more so yourself, and to make the vigilante stronger.

At that time, the skills of the vigilantes exceeded level twenty on average. The arsenal was also so poor that it was not comparable to the present. There has been Mr. Beltram since that time, but even though he is a celebrity, he cannot do anything without materials. The Lockhart family couldn't even afford iron.

Since that time, the previous generations had given serious thought to strengthening the vigilante.

Many villagers have lost their lives in the battle against a herd of orcs that inspired me to become a squire. Not only that, but demons were entering villages all the time at the time. It was more dangerous than you can imagine from this peaceful village.

Whatever his skill as a scourge at the time, his martial arts arm was no big deal. It's a level of whether the bow has reached the second half of level twenty and the sword has reached level twenty.

Besides, what we were doing in our stream became a vendetta, and the sword did not rise from level twenty to medium. But now that my predecessors are focused on strengthening the vigilante, I also have more opportunities for you to mentor me directly, so that I can rise to the level again.

I married Claire, daughter of the village, about two years after I became a squire.

She was the most beautiful woman in the village, and I thought she had nothing to do with a man like me, but Miyagi came in between, and I was going to have a family at twenty-six.

I really enjoyed it these days. Of course, the training of our predecessors was rigorous, and life went on so poor that we had to plow the fields ourselves, but it was hard to substitute for anything that we could still be strong and live up to the expectations of our predecessors and your palace.

Besides, it gave me so much happiness that words couldn't tell me that every woman who envies me would love me.

Yet another year and a half later his eldest son, Dan, was born the following year his eldest daughter Sharon.

I never thought of my kids as cute as adventurers, but I thought my kids were really cute things. He was adorable enough to be shy when his wife was too stupid.

By that time, many children had been born in this temple hill.

After Lord Rod, Sim and Mel were born at Lord Hector's. In addition, your second son, Zach, was born to the Miyagi.

About two in three children at the time could be five years old, and many had lost their lives due to illness.

I couldn't wait to see if Dan or Sharon would. But I didn't know what to do.

I've seen the two sleeping faces and wondered many times what I could do to these two.

That's when they asked me about Master Zach's secret.

At first I was surprised, but I remember immediately remembering and convinced that you were not a normal child.

But I was confused as to what to do with those who were sent by God. We often went into the woods, and there were no more contacts than Lord Nicholas, who partitioned our internal affairs, but we were still in a hurry to do something.

And I saw Dan and Sharon and came up with it.

I was wondering if it would be helpful for the future if these kids could be friends with Zach.

The more I thought about it, the better I thought about it.

Being with Master Zach will be no more property for the Dans. We talked and found out that Master Zach had a charisma like that of his predecessors from that time on. As I met my predecessors, I wondered if they would be happy if they had the same relationship with Zach.

Besides, Master Zach wanted a companion he couldn't care less about. When I heard about the previous life, you said it clearly, and I remembered it.

Of course, I know there's no way a four- or five-year-old can be an immediate and careless companion. But I was wondering if it would be good for the three of us, including Master Zach, if I gave them proper guidance from now on.

From then on, I started thinking a lot about Dan and Sharon making it work.

I didn't put it into words directly because I'm a lousy mouth, but my wife would have led me somewhat or encouraged me if I was depressed. Even though my daughter didn't have to do it herself.

But when Mr. Lydia came to the village and my daughter told me she had a magical gift, I tasted so much powerlessness.

I have a magical talent and can be mentored by a good mentor from a young age. Even though we are in such an environment, we have to make them give up just because they can't have the money available.

I couldn't convince my daughter any more and finally got the story together after having my predecessors come in between. At that time, I felt even more helpless as a parent.

It wasn't until Master Zach and the others got into the woods that I could do it myself.

I taught you everything I know about being an adventurer. He taught not only techniques such as how to create traps and identify footprints, but also mindsets such as the harshness of the forest and the slight fear of alarm.

Especially to my son. Even when he got home, he slapped his mind as a scout.

Then about two years later, Master Zach and his daughter traveled to Doctus. I accompanied him all the way to Doctus, but it was hard when I broke up with my daughter.

I thought the hardest part was the fact that my daughter needed Master Zach more than I did. It was only when we broke up that we were showing tears, but perhaps we would have smiled quickly. In exchange, I feel like I was pulling back until I got back to the village.

Then Mel, Lord Hector's daughter, went unscrupulous.

And he said unto Mount Sheharion, and when his predecessors had stopped, they had not heard, and had forcefully cast him into the mountain. My son accompanied me, but neither I nor Lord Hector cared.

That mountain is where we can make tension even if we just camp for a few days.

Now there are few demons equivalent to level 5, but still many demons equivalent to level 6. In the arms of the two, the seventh-grade equivalent was the best, and if the big man showed up, there would have been no life.

I watched my sons alternate with Lord Hector for a few days.

That's when I saw my son grow up and felt complicated. My son was so well-prepared that he didn't think there was a gap in my view that he didn't even show a minute gap in any further circumstances.

I guess I was saved if I thought it was because my own guidance was good, but I owe most of my son's growth to Master Zach. When I thought so, my impudence stained my heart.

If you tell Lord Hector about it,

"Children grow up. Our Sims are going to be the kind of guys that will be active in the Knights at some point. Well, Mel hasn't, but because those kids grow up so fast..."

And my son and Mel were to go to Doctus.

To be honest, I was lonely, but I still had my last daughter Eunice, and I managed to stand it.

The year my daughter and Lady Zach graduated, I found out that my son and daughter had completely left my hand.

My son has shown not only to the Hall Master that he is a scourge in public at the Battle of Castle Welburn, but also to the heavy town of the Empire, His Excellency the Governor of the North.

My daughter thought she'd been out of her hands for a long time before that, but seeing how she behaved after coming back from Welburn, she was no longer completely understandable to me.

Only Master Zach would understand my daughter. Whatever the father says, my daughter wonders if she will make a name for herself in history as a female jewel.

On the other hand, they also had fears.

My son still hasn't broken his love affair for Mel and is afraid that there may be some groove ahead with Master Zach.

My daughter was even more serious.

There's nothing I can do that's beyond my comprehension, but it's too dangerous for me to see. If it's for the man you love, it's enough to think that turning the world against your enemies won't move one eyebrow.

I kept thinking about what to do with the two of you.

As for my son's troubles, there is no advice I can give Park Min-Jen like me. I'll talk to Lord Hector, but I couldn't find an answer.

"I guess I'll have to wait for time to work it out. I can only watch my parents... my daughter is the cause, but I'm sorry I can't give you any good advice."

I braced my stomach and decided to watch.

I had even more trouble with my daughter. I didn't even have someone to talk to.

When I tell my wife about it,

"I think it's best to leave it to Master Zach. Besides, she's a good thinker. If Master Zach knew about your anxiety, he'd come up with a good way."

I thought what my wife said was best.

Then the Son of the Gods, whom God Zach led, was rescued, and a further battle against the undead took place.

I felt a fear of death that I had never felt in the last decade or so in the fight against the undead. No, to be exact, I'm touching the Dwarves' anger and feeling the fear of death once I go to the Blacksmith Guild in Ars. But that wasn't a real fear of death.

After the victory, it was an incredible fierce battle that I was surviving.

And what I realized after winning was the fact that one generation of kids was growing up, no, more than that.

Not to mention Lord Rod, Sim, who did a fine job of taking responsibility as a preaching order, and his son Dan, who quickly conveyed the information he needed as a scourge. Mel and Sharon are also active enough to think that the front would have collapsed had it not been for the two of them. The two tend to be drawn to personal feelings, but if they are daughters of sixteen or seven, they will have no choice but to move for a man of thought.

The fact that the children grew up made them feel their decay the other way around. But I can't talk about it. Because the generations above me, my predecessors and Lord Walt, are still on the front lines.

I was worried about what to think of this fact.

I tried to tell Master Zach about this. Then, after the unexpected look on his face, he said, "You know, it's tough being a parent," and he gave me advice.

"Don't you have to think hard about it? I do think Dan has become a scourge in public. But if you ask me if I've surpassed my father, don't answer no. Dan must think the same thing."

"But I don't have any more..." he said, slapping me on the shoulder with a pong,

"I haven't had enough experience with Dan yet. If it's true, I'd like you to try a lot more things on your own than just being with me... show him some more of your parents' backs. Try harder as his goal."

Somehow I was convinced by the word show my back.

Going forward, you will be arguing with your son over the seat of the Rockhart family's best scout. Of course I'm not going to lose.

"Drink with him once in a while. There's nothing to talk about. Sometimes we can tell just by putting together a cup."

At the end of the day, I got advice like Zach, and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Right. He doesn't know how to drink, so I'll tell you from there."

So the two of us raised our voices and laughed. I wondered how many years it would be to laugh out loud, but surprisingly I thought it was a good thing.