For soone like him who has no background, no talent, and no cheat-like abilities, it is simply as difficult as reaching the heavens to achieve great success on the extraordinary path.
However, he always tell himself that it’s good as long as he tries his best.
Since that’s the case.
Then it’s better to go ho and inherit the family business and live a comfortable life in a few days.
In this way, his mother can also leave without any regrets.
Although the Weiss family’s business is not big, it is only a baron title and a territory of less than 20 square kiloters that can be inherited.
But it is enough for him to live a worry-free life and wait for death.With this in mind, Roland made a decision imdiately.
Retire and inherit the family.
However, retiring is not such a simple matter.
As an extraordinary legion sponsored by the Kingdom of Jin, the Lionheart Legion is not a place where one can co and go as they please.
Under normal circumstances, a soldier needs to serve for at least fifteen years or have a physical disability to retire.
And Roland has served for less than fifteen years so far, obviously not eting the retirent criteria.
Also, his left hand problem wasn’t that bad as the missing arm.His left, though injured, was still usable;however, Roland found it hard to exert full strength with it.
Unless treated, he can only exert around two fifths of his strength.Using other ans on top of that might do the trick.He decided to use his curse of handicap as blessings.
To retire and return ho as soon as possible to inherit the family business, Roland can only resort to so special ans.
For example, giving gifts to superiors. However, outright bribes won’t be enough.
That’s why he decided to act.
After a series of bribes, the fortune accumulated over the years was instantly reduced by more than half.
Fortunately, his injury also played a crucial role.
The retirent procedures were completed.
From today on, he officially leaves the battle sequence of the Legion and becos an ordinary civilian soldier.
Knowing that Roland is about to retire and return ho, the soldiers who have a good relationship with him co to bid farewell one after another.
....
At the entrance of the military barracks, only a small number of people had co to see Roland off.
He stood in front of his bald commander, the man whom he had saved previously.
"This is a Great sword of 6th rank. It would aid you in both fighting and cultivation."
On his back was a huge GreatSword gifted to him by the commander.Roland lips twitched a bit.
’You know I can’t use my full strength due to a left hand injury yet you gave a heavy sword instead of a potion.’
This guy wasn’t just willing to part with it.
The commander let out a deep sigh and said, "Haaa! My heart hurts seeing such a fine young man retiring..."
There was a bit of pity in his eyes as he looked at Roland, who smiled back politely but sighed inside.
Roland knew it was all just for show. If he was really so important to them, why couldn’t they even give him a simple low-level potion to heal his injured arm?
The bald commander stepped forward and gave Roland a pat on the shoulder, which made Roland gasp in pain. "Uh..."
"Oh, sorry, I forgot about your injury," the commander said, looking embarrassed.
"It’s okay, Sir," Roland replied calmly and bowed his head slightly. "Thank you for taking care of during my service."
"That’s what I ought to do," the commander said.
A few of the soldiers who had trained and fought beside Roland ca over, clapping his back gently, shaking his hand, or offering short words of farewell.
So looked emotional, so just nodded in silence. One handed him a small cloth pouch filled with dried at, and another gave him a smooth stone charm for good luck.
They didn’t say much, but their eyes showed their respect. A younger soldier even hugged him quickly before stepping back, trying not to cry.
After saying his goodbyes, Roland climbed onto the warhorse the army had given him and rode away from the barracks. The others watched in silence as the sound of hoofbeats faded into the distance.
Also, the real reason Roland was able to retire was because the higher allowed him to go and take his land or else once you enter here, unless you are dead or disabled you can forget to retire just like who had been chained in here even though he wanted to run away.
The bald commander stood still for a while, his expression shifting as he looked in the direction Roland had gone. A heavy look appeared on his face. "Sorry, Roland... It’s not that I didn’t want to help. The ones above didn’t want a noble-born like you to rise. They feared what might happen if soone like you got too much power within the army. Otherwise, you would’ve been promoted years ago..." he muttered to himself.
Then he turned away and gave the order for the others to leave.
....
Ten days later.
After a day and night of rushing, Roland successfully returned to the Weiss family’s fiefdom, Apus Village.
Perhaps due to the attacks of monsters and death of the local lord, the atmosphere in Apus Village was noticeably tense.
Even during the day, there were very few people on the village streets.
Riding on his warhorse, he arrived at the small manor in the centre of the village. His presence attracted entrance.
His presence was extraordinary, catering enough attention.The guards reported quickly.
After a while, a mature and beautiful woman in a maid dress ca out. It was Priya, the current head maid of the house.
She wasn’t much old and was at the age of 29 years.
Roland rembered her as she was a maid who took care of her while her mother was head maid.
In fact, she was his childhood friend and first love.
"Lord Roland," she muttered, suppressing her shocked expression. For a mont she wanted to run towards him, but stopped, not knowing if the handso young man might have changed.
The young boy whom she had seen last had now returned with full valor and charisma. The two reunited after a long ti.
Roland was extrely excited, but seeing her hesitation, he imdiately extended his hand.
"Priya, stop pretending to be indifferent. Let go of the formality. I am still the sa guy."
As if a weight had been lifted, she ran over and hugged Roland tightly.
"Lord, you have finally co back."
Priya imdiately shed tears of joy, but her happiness was overshadowed by weariness, as Roland learned of a shocking matter.
His mother didn’t have long days left.
Her husband and eldest sons were suddenly killed by monsters.
All the affairs of the territory were abruptly placed on her, a weak woman who had already been injured finally collapsed.
So, in their absence, it was Priya and the Butler who had taken care of things.
If Roland didn’t co back, Priya didn’t know what she would do in the future, as the matters relating to the territory were quite vexing.
Facing her emotional turmoil, Roland comforted her and sought out his mother.
Entering her room, he saw a pale, sickly, thin, and frail woman with hollow eyes.
"Mother..."
Roland muttered in shock witnessing a frail figure, his heart beating with distress as he couldn’t bear to see her in such a state. It was incredibly saddening.
But with years of serving in the army, his emotions were controlled and he cald down.
Turning her head, she saw a familiar figure and weakly muttered,
"Son!"
Her eyes glead briefly, but soon sadness clouded them, tears starting to flow.
"Mother, don’t cry....."
At that mont, Roland thought he would remain indifferent, as he had beco accustod to death, but still he felt a bit sad.
"Blood was thicker than water, indeed."
It was agonising to see her like this.
Countless mories of the past played in his mind.His mother had been quite good to him. She wasn’t strict and quite easygoing.
Gentle, adoring, and kind. She was also the one who fought with Father to not send him away alas what can she do when lord was adamant.
A true epito of beauty..
"Son..... So.nnnnn.."
Avena, who had been muttering softly in delight, suddenly stopped, the light fading from her eyes, leaving Roland and everyone bewildered.
"HUHHH!"
There was an expression of shock and disbelief, so profound that none could react for a few minutes.
"NOOO!"
"MISTRESS!"
"MY LADDYYY!"
Soon, screams of despair and pain erupted across the barony.
Priya had said she had more ti, but now.....
The realisation stabbed Roland like a knife piercing deep into his heart.
After a few minutes, everyone snapped out of their stupor, and soon, the loud noise of crying and mourning echoed.
With a helpless look, Roland rose and shook his head.
After this, he was truly all alone. The last descendant of Weiss..
"Priya, ask the butler to prepare the things...Let’s give her a good parting."
Under the arrangent of Priya, Roland presided over his family’s funerals.
May they rest in peace.
Then, witnessed by all the villagers of Apus Village, Roland completed the inheritance of the title and beca the ruler of this land.
As for the follow-up, he only needed to send the register to the noble house in the county city for registration.
Inheriting the family title for direct relatives was that simple.
As for the grand ceremonies of title inheritance witnessed by the king, those were reserved for top-rank nobles like dukes and marquises.
Don’t even think about it for a low-rank noble like a baron.
After spending several days handling the affairs of the territory, he imdiately prepared to start his life as a useless noble until death.
However, after two days, Priya surprised him once again.
She relayed the news that his mother had selected a fiancée for him before death.
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