Chapter 2 – #001 I Will Sow a Lot of Dirty and Mean Seeds
“…”
Someone is shaking my body.
What? I’m dead?
‘Omg. Could it be that you brought the emperor back from the dead as revenge?’
Such a crazy idiot.
No matter how angry I am, I bring back the dead who left the body and bring them back to life!
In response, I closed my eyes and tried not to move, but I guess the person trying to wake me couldn’t see me like that.
Suddenly he puts his hand on my side and starts tickling me.
Oh. Damn… I have a weakness.
“Uh… Uhaha. W-what is it?”
“Kale!”
Kale? I open my eyes.
A rugged man is grinning at me.
I’m really screwed. Am I being stabbed in the ass by a guy like that?
I had that thought for a moment, but after looking at the surroundings, I quickly discarded the dirty thoughts that came into my head.
I was in a carriage.
“Kale. I’ll stay at the inn here today, and I think I’ll arrive in Castelia sometime tomorrow afternoon.”
I was dumbfounded, but I said I understood and got off the carriage.
I glanced around and looked at the side of the carriage, and there was a feather-shaped family emblem on it.
‘It’s the Cranberry family. Kale… Kale cranberry.’
That’s a name I’ve heard before somewhere. Who was it…?
‘Ah…’
I remembered…!
My new assistant who has decided to come to the academy.
For a moment. But am I that kale?
Look down both hands.
The wrinkles have disappeared and firm, white skin is in place.
Touch your face.
Concentrate from the forehead to the chin, especially around the mouth.
‘Does not exist. I can’t feel the scars I got on the battlefield when I was young.’
Do you really mean that I came back to life?
And taking on someone else’s body?
“Kale? What are you doing here instead of going in?”
Turn your head.
This is the nice coachman who woke me up earlier.
“You came at the right time. What is my name? It even includes my last name.”
The coachman opens his eyes strangely, but answers.
“You’re Kale Cranberry, right?”
“Where was I going now?”
“Weren’t you on your way to the academy to become an assistant?”
As expected… Is that so.
I had complicated thoughts.
After contemplating suicide, he removed his soul from his body and took over someone else’s body, becoming its master…
As a wizard, interest soars quickly.
“Kale? Are you okay? The way you talk is a bit strange. Are you in any pain…?”
“Ah… I guess not. The way you speak is to make you look a little older. They say it’s a good idea to avoid being looked down upon by students.”
“Ah, I heard that too. Most of them are children of nobles, so there are a lot of people suffering. Why did you say that a commoner professor died two days ago? Because he was picked on by those nasty young people.”
Uh? That’s my story?
“How do you know that?”
“Everyone who knows already knows that the professor was framed by the kids and died after being falsely accused.”
Huh… I didn’t know because I only stayed at the academy.
It was the moment when I realized that rumors move faster than I thought.
By the way, is this guy really close to his previous owner, Cale?
He does not hesitate to make statements that seem quite dangerous.
“The… Name…”
“It’s Hans. No, you’ve forgotten me, who you’ve seen since you were a baby…! You’re not really sick, are you?”
Right. Since I was young.
As I listened carefully to the story, it seemed like the person named Cale lost her parents when she was young and was raised by her maid, butler, and coachman.
Even though he is only 22 years old, he is already the head of the family.
Her status is a baronet, and she has two younger siblings.
I said this while calming down the man who was shedding tears.
“No, Hans. I was just saying good night.”
“Oh. I see. Furthermore, I said a lot without even knowing that. Then, good night, Cale…!”
He bowed to me and disappeared to one side of the village.
When I glance up, a cozy inn comes into view.
‘That’s a rough estimate. Writer Baron, even if it’s only for one day, he’s staying in a place like this…’
Doesn’t matter.
Money is something you just have to earn.
Since I, Zerendiya Aslan, become the owner of this body, this family will have no choice but to prosper greatly.
***
– Oh, really, the professor won’t change.
– I know. I feel so fucking bad when they ask me to learn from a commoner.
– But there’s nothing you can do about it. They say there are a lot of Jjambap made on the battlefield.
– What is actual magic? Just throw a strong punch, and it’s over.
“…”
Aslan was silent while listening to the students’ gossip.
It wasn’t because they were nobles, and he was a commoner.
I only recognized one fact.
‘If you go to the battlefield in that state, 90% of the people will die, so what’s your luck?’
It’s not even my baby…
If you come to your senses after losing a limb, you will be blessed.
Because that’s what a battlefield is.
***
The next morning.
I opened my eyes with a small suspicion, ‘Maybe it was a dream,’ but I was still in my young body.
Until yesterday, there was a bit of a dreamlike feeling, but now I could feel the vivid sensations of being on the verge of death, perhaps because the soul had completely taken root in the body.
‘Now that this has happened, let’s try to live a new life.’
So, shall we start by planning our life?
Previously, Zerendiya Aslan’s goal in life was to become an archmage.
Going beyond the dragon’s magic that humans cannot reach, reaching the ‘extreme’ level that only those who have reached the level of demigods can reach.
But that Aslan died.
A new life must have a new goal.
‘But no matter how much I think about it, it still makes me angry.’
When I remembered that I was drinking water from young people, I felt angry from deep inside.
‘You fucking bitches. And the emperor.’
And even that bastard, the Dean.
No matter how hard I tried, the only one who benefited from my death was the dean.
If that’s the case, it means that he also has one foot in this.
Puzzle.
I guess you guys looked down on me for being a commoner, but I am Aslan. Aslan, the crazy wizard who repays a slap in the face with a fire hand.
So, I set my goal as revenge.
And furthermore, to completely change this rotten empire.
‘I will create a world without distinction between commoners and nobles.’
Once I made that decision, my anger finally subsided and my heart was filled with satisfaction.
He cools his head and closes his eyes once.
So, shall we take a step towards our goal?
I decided to first learn about my body, Kale Cranberry.
“So, are you asking me to tell you about the Cranberry family that I know?”
“Okay.”
In order to take revenge, you must first know about me and my background.
That way, I can figure out what tools I have and what I can apply them to.
An average professor would know something about each noble family, but I was truly crazy about magic, so I knew absolutely nothing.
It was more meaningful to me to memorize boring statistics, such as the corrosion rate of slime depending on its viscosity, rather than devoting my brain capacity to such basic garbage information.
Hans looked at me with some concern, but when I gave him a plausible excuse, he was soon convinced.
“It’s frustrating just sitting in the carriage.”
“Haha. You must be at the peak of your physical itch.”
And then the explanation began.
The Crinberry family is a small fiefdom located between the capital of the Kshanberg Empire and the border.
Cale’s grandfather, the first head of the family, was a commoner, and he was said to have earned the title of baron after making a great contribution in the war.
But the problem is…
“The point is that there was nothing that could make money. When you dig the ground, you find a pile of stones, and it wasn’t a street where merchants frequented.”
Did this really cross the line?
When I heard the story, my mouth dropped open in bewilderment.
No, you returned home safely with the third prince, who was stranded in enemy territory, but he was only a baron? And that too, to a land with nothing that can generate income?
I once again realize how much of a bunch of bastards the nobles are.
I’m sure he went to the emperor and argued that it would never be done.
At that time, a word that made me angry.
“Your Majesty, the current emperor, did too much. He survived thanks to the head of the previous generation…”
Wow… Was that third prince that bastard now?
It’s called Bujeonjeon, and the father and son do the same thing.
For your information, the only thing the current emperor gave me, who had made countless contributions in the war, was a professorship, a civil servant.
I still remember the time when I had an audience with the emperor with high expectations.
– I appreciate your hard work and give you an honorable position that will make your name shine.
Fuck. Give me that honor and at least give me the title of baron.
Then, wouldn’t I have lived my whole life without working and did a lot of the research I wanted to do?
‘Emperor + noble bastards, you really need to take care of them all.’
Anyway, the story with Hans continued, and by the time we arrived in the capital, we were able to come to a conclusion about the person named Kale Cranberry.
A commoner who only appears to be a nobleman.
I didn’t have much.
Perhaps the reason is that the history of nobility is short, but the problem is that both the father and mother, and even the previous head of the family and his wife, were all commoners.
‘Well, I’m still better than I was before.’
Even if it’s just a shell, where is the nobility?
For that fact alone, treatment would be quite different.
Because that’s what nobles are.
“Then I’ll just go, Mr. Cale…”
Hans waved his handkerchief with tears in his eyes.
It looks like a grizzly, but has quite a lot of emotions.
“Okay. Return safely. See you next time.”
“Yes…!”
So Hans dropped me off at the main gate of the academy and went back.
Turn your body.
The huge front gate with four soldiers standing guard comes into view.
And beyond that is a large garden and many large and small buildings behind it.
Because it was a deserted time, there were only a few people coming in and out, but after just 2 hours, the city will be filled with many talented people.
Even though it’s only been three days, I feel relieved that I’m back.
He spent 15 years in the back alleys without even knowing where he was born.
I was conscripted for no reason and spent 30 years in the battlefield.
After that, he spent time at the academy.
Perhaps the reason I feel peace is that this is the only place in my heart that can be called home.
But that was only for a moment.
The thought of seeing the faces of noble babies like anglerfish makes me very passionate.
‘You guys… Think you guys are really screwed.’
It’s been 30 years since I fought on the battlefield.
Even though I got into trouble because I don’t know much about politics, I know this.
If you are harmed, you must repay double.
And you have to be thorough in preventing any strange thoughts.
As I walked, thinking about how to get revenge on him, a stone statue sitting on one side of the garden suddenly caught my eye.
And the moment I saw it, I decided.
Take the man and take the woman.
‘I will sow a lot of dirty and mean seeds.’
From now on, we will no longer see noble blood on this land.