The Greatest Architect

Something like a novel happened to me.

When I opened my eyes, I was in a novel.

Knight of Iron Blood.

An indomitable epic poem led by ice cold hero Xaviel Asrahan.

I entered a world of epic stories.

Become the drunken young master Xaviel was serving when he was incognito.

At this point, I didn't know.

For example, this was the beginning of a story in which I was reborn as the protector of a world that used to be an ordinary civil engineering degree.

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The [Equilibrium Relationship Point (RP) system is activated.]

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[You can refine your Talent Skills by investing RP you acquired.]

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A strange message sounded like an alarm in my head.

What is RP? What is skill generation?

"I'm tired. I'm sleepy. ’

In bed, the guard frowns and turns around.

It bothered me.

Of course I did.

During the day, I take classes in the classroom.

I sweated at work at night.

It is natural that I am tired after reading a novel all night because it is a mood swing.

No, it's more of an upgrade.

‘But I did my homework. ’

You can get up 30 minutes later than usual.

The thought made me smile full of satisfaction.

But the smile of protection did not last long.

“…… Get lost. ”

I heard a strange voice.

The sound of something cold but snapping.

It's a dream.

Maybe it's the sound of falling asleep.

The guard, on the other hand, turns around.

But even that gesture could not stop the rush to be heard again.

“It's too late. Time to get up, Lloyd. ”

… huh?

It's not a dream.

It was definitely a voice coming from right next to me.

How?

My mind flashes while I'm dazed.

This is a two-story high school room.

The door is always locked.

And then someone comes in and talks to you?

The guard carefully opens his eyes.

And my whole body was hardened without me knowing it.

“You're awake. But you just opened your eyes today. ”

“ ……. ”

A silver-haired beauty sitting neatly next to the bed.

I think I'm about twenty.

It was a face that didn't have a gram of laughter.

It looked like a knife forged with fountain legs.

“Xaviel...... Asran? ”

The Guardian mutters without my knowledge.

Obviously.

A bloody novel I read all last night.

That's exactly what Javier Asrahan's epic illustration looked like.

No, it's exactly the same.

Even an elegant painting like that of a rotten lip like that.

“You remember my name at last. Thank you."

“ ……. ”

I don't think you're thankful for that look on your face.

“Then why are you out here? ”

I spit it out without knowing.

Xaviel's rot grows a little darker.

“The Lord has assigned me your escort. ”

“Lord Commander? Escort? ”

“That's right.”

“Why?”

“Just in case something like last night happened. ”

“Last night, I... ”

“You were so drunk you couldn't even walk. You wrecked three tables, five chairs, nineteen plates and six candlesticks in the tavern. Oh, the owner of the tavern also wrecked the bison horn ornament badly. ”

…… I am innocent.

I mean it.

I only read books at the high school.

But my head was tingling.

You're drunk because you haven't had a drink.

It was a little unfair.

“Phew, let's start with some water. ”

I wanted to wake up first.

I took a puff of water from Xaviel and looked around the bedroom.

Strange, clean and spacious.

It was different from a two-story high school room that had been plotting yellow wallpaper.

‘This is a little crazy. ’

Could it really be a possession like a novel?

As a nobleman?

Guarding is a reality (?).

It is a paradise compared to a life full of positivity at the high school without family.

But there was something that caught my eye.

“What is that? ”

The guard points to the dressing room opposite the bed.

A red piece of paper doesn't fit in the wardrobe.

It wasn't just there.

And a big bookshelf.

Even the refreshment table.

And Xaviel's chair.

Even in his own bed.

Every piece of furniture has a red ticket.

‘This can't be. ’

The Guardian swallowed a dry saliva without my knowledge.

The answer to his guess came back to Xaviel's answer.

“Have you forgotten already? It's a foreclosure. It was placed yesterday. ”

“ ……. ”

Short answer.

Thanks to you, I suddenly remembered.

Xaviel's baron falls at the beginning of a novel.

The Barons were caught by a crooked con man and killed themselves losing all their property and land.

What about the baron's firstborn, Lloyd?

You get sick and die from drinking.

Xaviel then constructs Lloyd's tomb and leaves the territory.

That was the beginning of the epic chapter in which the protagonist Xaviel Asrahan took his first steps into the world.

"So, you were possessed by a young master who died of a bottle at the beginning?" Me? "

The joy of becoming a nobleman soon cooled down.

This looks like a big problem.

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“Phew, it's true. I'm serious.”

In a few hours.

Defence, no. Lloyd was facing the mirror.

A full-body mirror with a red stamp like any other furniture.

Inside, there was a man with black hair with a smooth appearance.

Lloyd.

‘That's me now. ’

In fact, I still couldn't believe it.

But I didn't hate it.

No, to be honest, I like it.

Life in Korea was hard.

‘I've had a hard time. ’

He was originally the only son of an ordinary family.

He excused himself like everyone else.

He became a graduate of Civil Engineering.

But he died in the army.

The shadow of a real estate investment fraud killed my parents.

The parents who died like that only left a huge debt.

Foreclosure of both houses and property.

However, I had to give up my inheritance in order not to forget the remaining debts.

'If it wasn't for a low-income scholarship, I wouldn't have been able to go to school. ’

At least I studied diligently.

But living expenses other than tuition fees were a separate issue.

I had to preach.

It was not easy to keep track of your grades and digest your work.

Two square feet of cramped high school corridor.

I spilled my nose seven times a week.

Free rice and kimchi from the high school was the last burial ground that made me endure my body.

It was the protection that survived like a crook until yesterday.

‘But you became a noble in a fantasy novel that I had read for a long time because I wanted to take a breath. ’

He was not a nobleman who said he was an Earl.

He was just a baron running a countryside.

But Lloyd liked it better.

‘You won't get caught up in a big case. For example, inverse. ’

It was always a problem when watching dramas or medieval dramas.

No matter how many prominent tycoons were involved in the plot, it was just the end.

It's literally a one-shot decapitation.

‘I'd rather it be the baron on the other side. It's a niche market.’

I don't want to get caught up in a huge case like reverse engineering.

She sucks honey in the countryside.

I think I can live a life of impurity by preserving the spirit of such a durable iron barrel.

‘Of course, when you settle your debt to the baron, ’

That's the problem.

‘This is the right time. ’

I remembered Xaviel's explanation.

The date of the foreclosure was yesterday.

I mean, what if you were possessed a month or two earlier?

We could have stopped a con man approaching the baron.

I felt like catching the neck of a genuine novelist.

‘But it's already happened, so we need to fix it. ’

Otherwise, the barons will kill themselves next year.

This mansion and territory is sold and you become a snake.

‘It's the same as in Korea. ’

It was a nightmare.

I didn't want to do that.

I didn't want to have to go through that mess again.

In order to do that, I had to make money somehow.

Money to settle the debt to the baron.

I stared at the mirror for a long time.

Then suddenly, something came to mind.

Lloyd asks for Xaviel by his side.

“Hey."

“Yes, Lloyd. ”

“Do we have a lot of money? ”

“Yes?”

“How much would it cost to raise money on the colonists? ”

“Taxes? ”

“No, not like that. ”

“What if?”

“Like the IMF Gold Collector... Phew, no. There you go."

Lloyd shakes his head.

I thought it might help to raise money for the colonists.

But now that I think about it, that wasn't so bad.

If I walked the money without any reason, it was obvious that there would be a huge repulsion.

'And collecting that much is not going to pay off in one queue. ’

I remembered the contents of the introduction of the novel.

Two years to pay off the debt.

But before that time, the barons kill themselves.

Continued debt prompting.

An interest that only blows up.

A swamp called the Invisible Debt Pile.

By doing so, the couple let go of the cord of hope.

‘Exactly one year from now. ’

And five months after that, Lloyd dies vomiting blood in his usual tavern room.

That was what was mentioned earlier in Iron Blood's article.

‘Damn. This ain't no decalcomanni. ’

Maybe it's similar to what your family experienced in Korea.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt dirty.

“Tsk. Let's take a walk. ”

Walking is best when your head is too complicated for you.

Walks have been his habit since he was Kim Su-ho in South Korea.

No, it was probably the only comfort I had.

Walking doesn't cost money.

So I left the room with Xaviel.

He's out in the hallway.

I ran into a wife who was coming from across the street.

Sophisticated and elegant.

She was a middle-aged woman.

"Really?"

There was a name that came to mind.

Marvela Frontera.

The baron's mistress and the mother of Lloyd Frontera.

She's the only middle-aged woman in this house with that kind of vibe.

Lloyd swallows a dry saliva.

‘I would have met him properly. ’

I wonder if there are parents who don't know their children.

Maybe they'll just find out that they're fake.

Fortunately, such worries were merely favors.

It was because the baroness kicked her tongue as soon as she saw this side.

“Are you going out for another drink? ”

“ ……. ”

The eyes of the wife facing this way.

His expression was full of depth and concern.

Because you don't look like your son who's been drinking and acting like a jerk every day, even though the house is falling apart?

I didn't know that.

“Enjoy the moment. There's nothing good about being healthy. ”

“ ……. ”

The wife lets out a small sigh and passes by.

Lloyd had to sweep his chest secretly.

‘I didn't get caught. That's a relief. ’

Lloyd Frontera.

A human who drinks every day when he opens his eyes.

Thanks to this, even Lloyd's mother seemed to be worried about this side of the bias.

‘It's a little bitter though. ’

Suddenly, I remembered my freshman year of college.

It was still a time of family plutocracy.

I was just a novice.

I remember drinking every day while Otis was Emmy.

Whenever I did that, my mom used to boil me some North Korean soup without saying a word.

But now is the time of the past that cannot be returned.

‘Tsk.'

Lloyd clenched his lower lip.

I walked out of the mansion and grew big.

Maybe that's why.

As soon as I saw the colonists on the road, I hurriedly retreated to the side of the road.

Everyone bowed their heads to avoid making eye contact.

One woman trembled, holding her hands tightly.

Some farmers became pale and pale.

Thanks to him, he's in his own shoes (?).

‘Yes, Lloyd was like this. ’

I remembered what was in the novel.

Baron Frontera's Bastard.

That was Lloyd Frontera.

Break things or throw things when you're drunk.

Assault and harassment against your subordinates are the basics.

In short, the worst quality was passively mounted, trash-like humans.

‘That's why everyone hates it so much. I feel like I'm being totally hated. ’

I smiled bitterly.

“Hey.”

I asked Xaviel who was following me as a sympathizer.

“What's wrong with everyone? That's not how you treat your lord's son, is it? ”

That's common sense.

The Lord's son is the most powerful person in the region.

So long as the lord's son isn't some twisted bastard?

At least pretend to smile and admire in front of you.

I try to be.

Just like the owner of the chicken house who gently serves the owner's son at the store.

Or like a ten-year chief who becomes a Yesman for his son who joined the temple.

There must be a Lord's Son for the villagers here.

“Generally, yes. ”

“Usually? ”

“Yes.”

“Then what about now? ”

Xaviel frowns.

“It's an emergency.”

“Emergency?”

“Emergencies in territory generally refer to the emergence of civilians, residents' welfare, and creatures that pose a great threat to safety. ”

“…… that's me? ”

“That's right.”

“Quite a turnout. ”

“What's a stone's throw? ”

“Oh, it hits the bone. Facto.”

“ ……. ”

Xaviel stares this way.

What strange noises are you making?

But even the appearance was as cold and elegant as a picture.

‘Yeah, it was this guy. Xaviel.’

A noble and honorable knight.

A man who does not compromise with injustice.

Heroes, literally, like the Knights.

In the novel, Xaviel will one day make a name for himself throughout the entire continent of Lorasia.

Of course, being anonymous now won't change his personality.

“Such a shameful drive. I swear I never assaulted Lloyd. ”

“There is?”

“Nothing.”

“You don't even know about the Fact Assault? ”

“I don't know.”

“Have I ever hated you? ”

“Never. Never. ”

…… No, I think I have enough.

Lloyd could see that.

‘He hates me, too. ’

Xaviel was a noble knight who valued honor.

So it was natural to hate assholes like Lloyd.

Nevertheless, this was the one who stood by Lloyd's side until he died.

I was defending my loyalty to the baron.

‘What a guy. ’

A swordmaster who will make history on the continent of Lorasia.

The Grand Master of all time.

My loyal escort is now the man who will be.

Lloyd continues to walk, feeling a little strange.

Then I stood in front of a shabby building.

“Where am I? ”

“Tavern.”

“A tavern?”

“Yes, this is where Lloyd spends more time than his mansion. ”

“This is my favorite tavern? ”

“Of course. Unless Lloyd was secretly using another tavern." ”

“ ……. ”

Oh, my god.

Lloyd kicks his tongue in.

I was just walking around without a trace.

A regular tavern is the only place I can reach.

How many times do I have to go in and out of here? My soul changed, but my body came here automatically.

‘This is not instinct. What are you, a spawning salmon? Or General Yushin Kim? ’

He bruised the baron's firstborn son, who was the original owner of this body.

Then I turned around.

‘Still, it's not daytime drinking. ’

Lloyd may have enjoyed it, but not himself.

There's a lot to figure out. A drink?

I don't intend to.

“Are you going to die like this? ”

“Of course.”

I reacted immediately to Xaviel's question.

But Xaviel came back with an unexpected answer.

“Well, that's disappointing. ”

“…… what? ”

“Just as I said. I'm disappointed in Lloyd. ”

“Did you expect me to drink during the day? ”

“No, I'm not.”

“Then?”

“I thought Lloyd was here to apologize and make amends for last night's misconduct. ”

“And you're just disappointed because you turned around? ”

“That's right. Responsibility for status is a nobleman's duty. ”

“ ……. ”

This guy, I've been feeling it for a while, but it's not a joke.

Even the restraining of the stone orb seems to be imprisoned for 100 miles.

In other words, Xaviel had a peculiar talent for sticking a word of advice into his bones.

“This tavern is the home of a lifetime host. even though it's a shabby place. Last night, Lloyd broke the cloth and the furniture in that precious space. ”

“ ……. ”

“And as Lloyd knows, he's the only one who takes care of his old mother. ”

“My mother?”

“Yes, my health has recently deteriorated. It deepened the anxiety of the tavern host. ”

“So, I've been torturing that poor guy? ”

“That's right.”

“ ……. ”

I didn't do it.

However, Xaviel's thrust continues to fly.

“Actually, last night my host appealed to me. I want to die because my mother suffered so much in the late winter cold that she suffered so much that she suffered this kind of misconduct. ”

“ ……. ”

“You must not turn away. Lloyd is the future owner of this territory... ”

“Wait. That's it. ”

Lloyd interrupts Xaviel.

Hard to hear anymore?

It wasn't.

It was because I suddenly wondered what Xaviel had said.

“The tavern owner's mother is having a hard time with the late winter cold? ”

“Indeed.”

“Then why don't you have a nice hot firewood in your room? ”

“Yes?”

“The people here... don't they know how to heat things up? ”

“ ……. ”

I don't know

I see that look in your eyes.

The moment he realized that, he suddenly remembered.

‘It turned out that there were no crumbs in my bedroom at the baron's mansion. ’

He was a civil engineer.

Everywhere he went, his habit was to look at the architecture.

Thanks to this, I was able to quickly determine the Baron's structure.

There were no bellows, so-called hot-stone heating facilities.

Instead, the fireplace occupied one of the bedrooms.

So maybe the tavern host's house is similar.

No, unlike a nobleman who has a fireplace in every room, a fireplace in the kitchen will cover the entire house.

‘Then of course it's cold. Because the fireplace has a lot of heat loss compared to the way the structure works. ’

Of course, they are not without flaws.

How to implement a spherical heating system?

You have to mow down or rebuild the floor of the building.

Reinforce the insulation performance of the building itself.

Extreme fuel consumption must be covered.

But the two disadvantages...

‘We can make it. No, I could use it. I can do it.’

What if I use my expertise?

A grim reality where there was no way to repay enormous debt.

I came up with a plan to get a large sum.

The angle is out.

I drew a big picture.

‘This is it. It's not just a tavern owner's house, it's a bigger one. A large construction business. There's plenty of odds. ’

I was sure.

To make the big picture that comes to mind a reality.

He went straight into the tavern.