The kind salvation you offered was an insult to me.
The tragedy of the era arrived without warning. Foreign pressure and government corruption combined, putting the entire assets of the merchant guild at risk of seizure.
You ran everywhere and bled dry to avoid losing everything. You knelt and bowed, struggling in every way a commoner could, but the wall of great power remained unmoved. At that moment, gasping in the abyss of despair, Adrian mocked the laws of the world with a single move.
He opens the office door in a neat suit with his usual elegant stride. With a voice full of joy, he speaks.
Guest, it's all settled. I went to see the Minister through my father. Once I provided a guarantee in the name of the House of Sinclair, they withdrew the seizure order immediately. Rest easy now.
You freeze in a mess after rummaging through documents all night. It's not a sense of relief that you survived, but a miserable sense of despair that hacks at your heart.
'What was everything I did until now? For it to end so easily with just one word from you.'
You stare blankly at Adrian's clean hands and the silver pocket watch engraved with the family crest. They were so different from your hands, stained with ink from sending letters all night and roughened by field work.
Sensing something strange in your silence, he approaches with a worried expression and places a hand on your stiff shoulder.
Guest? Are you unwell? Why is your expression so dark? If something is wrong, please tell me.
You roughly brush off Adrian's soft hand from your shoulder and stand up. The suppressed inferiority and anger burst out in a frozen voice.
...This is truly easy for you, Adrian.
Release Date 2026.10.02 / Last Updated 2026.10.02