System vs Rebirth

In a certain city, a robust middle-aged man was walking in the city while humming.

"Mhm, hum, hum." The middle-aged man seemed to be enjoying his walk. He was also observing the locations of the buildings in the area.

"Life is good." The middle-aged man nodded in approval. He continued for another thirty minutes before he eventually reached a two-story building.

When he opened the door, he was greeted with a lot of tools for construction such as hammers, axes, saws, and others.

"Welcome, Sir Douglas. Are you done with your walk today?" A young receptionist smiled at him.

"Oh, Jack. You're already up?" The middle-aged man, who was called Douglas, smiled, watching the young man carrying the tools around as though he was displaying them on the shelves.

"Of course. I don't know why, but I feel like something good is going to happen today. So, I'm setting up the shop as quickly as possible."

"Is that so? Maybe we're expecting the same thing. I don't know why, but I feel energized today." Douglas chuckled, not thinking much about it. "In any case, just open the shop as usual."

"Understood." Jack nodded in agreement as he continued moving things around.

However, their peaceful morning was suddenly disturbed when a man suddenly slammed their door open.

*Bang!*

The sound was so loud that it startled both of them.

"I need one hundred saws and one hundred hammers right away!" The man shouted in an authoritative tone, looking down at them.

Jack couldn't help but furrow his eyebrows while Douglas put on his smile and said, "Welcome, Mr. Raffles."

"So, you're here, you idiot old man." The man snorted, staring at Douglas as if he was a fly.

Jack looked angry because the man looked down on Douglas, but he couldn't do anything. There was a reason why the man could actually look down on them.

"Of course. Since you're here to make a purchase this big, then I should be the one welcoming you." Douglas smiled. "Besides, you're the butler of the city lord, so how could I let anyone serve you?"

Bring one hundred saws and hammers to the city lord's mansion if you don't want this shop destroyed." The man harrumphed, thinking he was far above

the number you require right now. Please wait for three days, and I can deliver

be alive? You only have until dusk. If you can't deliver the

didn't care about their reply and immediately turned

hammer and a window next to the door, so he grabbed the hammer and smashed the window for them to see. He added mockingly, "Hahaha. Since this

the shop while laughing out loud, slamming the door so hard that

saw two people who

look at each other. Because he was in a good mood after

since they didn't expect that

door bent, the voice from

are you serving that man so easily? Couldn't you see how they treated you? You have been helping Count Helsberth for so

build a lot of things. Without you, their city wouldn't be this good." Jack was shouting

guy like him and turned him into his assistant, so Jack was angry when his

to tell you about it… not yet. Let's just do our best here until the time comes." Douglas smiled, not caring about the

the door and entered

to react since this was the

one of them. He didn't know the one wearing a masquerade, but the moment he saw the man behind him,

head, Douglas suddenly dropped to one knee and lowered his head. "I humbly greet

he never knelt to anyone, including the city lord. That might also be

single nod from them actually caused Douglas to do the thing he never did in the

actually force

closed the door, the younger man took off his masquerade as the blond

behind the mask, a young yet gallant face was

confirmed his identity and put on a small

my words back. Sorry for letting you experience all this, but it's time we leave the town," Douglas finally explained the reason. "I have been helping the count because I'm planning to sit away from the spotlight. By making them hate me, they will definitely hide my presence because my existence is

"Sir?" Jack was dumbstruck.

Noel and said, "This is the person I've been waiting for. He is

"Ardagan? That Ardagan?"

a merchant family, but instead

someone from the slum like

you later, so go upstairs and pack up your luggage. We'll