Rothdici.
This, while it appears to be a House na, is not strictly a family na but rather a surna that a commoner can have.
What's the difference? You might ask.
There is, in fact, a big difference.
According to imperial law, to beco free commoners, a family surna was required to prove ones' origin, and the surna was usually obtained by paying a specific tax.
Then soone could ask, what is the difference between a family na and a surna?
There was a difference.
A family na was recognised by the highest ruling classes like the imperial family, and a surna was simply sothing one gained to have the privilege of hearing common courtesy.
If you think about it as positively as possible, I've avoided the worst-case scenario,'
Rockefeller Rothdici.
It was the na given to him, who had the spirit of a thirty-year-old young man from the 21st Century, and it was also the token which allowed him to receive, at the very least, the treatnt of commoners from others.
That's fine and all, but
If you've decided to shove into this cliche of a novel-like world, couldn't you have seen it all the way through? The normal cliches that everybody knows were the ones where one transmigrates into the body of a protagonist or at least the foolish child of a prestigious aristocrat!'
Why did it have to be the eldest son of a beggar-like commoner who had no claim to even a piece of the house?
This is bullshit; there's nothing.'
From the mont he realised his circumstances, Rockefeller had been searching within himself for so sign of a strange power or anything similar just in case there was so hidden cheat-like force.
But there was nothing like that.
Nothing.
The poor stamina he rembered was still the sa, and he didn't even have the sliver of potential, let alone the temperant to be an archmage.
This is bullshit'
So what about the origin story?
What was Rothdici? I don't think I rember a na like that while reading the novel?'
There were three famous families in this world whom everyone recognised.
The Great Family of Swordsman, Tevez
The Great Family of Mages, Sinclair
The Great Family of Assassins, Ismail
In addition to them, many noble families were connected to the imperial family or famous in other ways but the origin of the person he had beco was a re commoner.
Haaaa'
The more he thought about his newly given reality, the deeper his sigh beca.
At least one fortune among these misfortunes was not a serf or slave family but that of commoners.
Looking at the collapsing edges of the house, it was difficult to discern if it was a makeshift refugee shelter or a slum beggar's ho.
There's no answer to this.'
Worst of all, his father, the family's patriarch, was unwell in bed, and it didn't appear like his health would improve today or tomorrow.
After he passed, the remaining family mbers would beco his responsibility.
On top of that, I'm the eldest son the eldest son!'
Rockefeller, who had been crouching outside, near a corner of the house, just sighing to himself without being able to forget the twisting hunger in his stomach, realised soone was approaching him. Wondering about his newfound popularity, he glanced up to find it was Joshua, the third son.
So he's the third son Joshua, right?'
mories of the previous Rockefeller's life began to flow into him very slowly. Which ant that getting along with this new family which he thought would have been awkward and difficult wasn't as bad as he imagined.
"Rockefeller-hyung, dad's calling you,"
The third son, Joshua was 12 years old there was only a 3-year difference between them.
"Dad?"
"Yeah He wants everyone to gather I'll go get the Second-hyung as well,"
Although it wasn't his birth father, Rockefeller was unable to refuse when he said that he was called by the father of the person whom he had taken over.
I have to go since he called but Why is he calling so suddenly? What was the reason? Did sothing happen? And to think he was calling all of us,'
The third son went to find the more energetic second son who was not in the house. With his previous mories, Rockefeller figured he would be wandering around outside with so of his sa-age friends.
He should be back soon since he'll be playing around nearby,'
Leaving the third behind, he entered the shabby house. There he saw his younger sister. She was the youngest in the family at 6-years old and always whining and throwing tantrums, along with the fourth child, the timidest of his younger brothers.
Perhaps because of the several days of starvation, his younger sister was whining and especially grating today. As he turned away from her with a grimace, he made eye contact with his fourth brother.
He looked especially gloomy today. Probably because, like his sister, he was starving.
It is like a beggar's house in every corner of this place;.'
It wasn't long after he beca Rockefeller that he learned to endure the hunger but becoming the eldest son of his household was still unforgivable.
It's like being told just to drop dead.'
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