This young master really has the ambition of a hero. Summary: Relying on the knowledge and technology plundered from the earthlings, the Hessian Empire of the Sun Continent maintained its superficial prosperity, but it was increasingly difficult to conceal its inner corruption and misery. As the Empire State Building is about to collapse, Dick Best, a soul traveler who has no sense of belonging to the Empire, secretly decides to make good use of the two-dimensional beautiful girls around him who have various special skills and become a famous hero in troubled times.
Volume One 001. The Duke's Youngest Son Sun Continent, Hessen Empire. Outside the north gate of the towering city wall of the thousand-year-old capital, a convoy ready to go stopped by the roadside. A dozen nobles in gorgeous clothes were surrounding a slim and handsome young man to get on the car, like a family seeing off their young son who was about to go on a long journey. All of them had melancholy eyes and were concerned about the young man's well-being. There was a warm and affectionate family atmosphere.
The middle-aged man in the lead was named Rune Best, in his early fifties, tall and strong, with a handsome but melancholy look. He was wearing a brocade robe made of silk and satin, with a roaring lion embroidered in gold thread. It was the family emblem of the Best family, a noble family in the Hessian Empire. He was the current head of the family, the Duke of Best, the imperial war marshal. The young man in front of him looked very petite compared to his body shape. Judging from his figure and appearance, he was only about twelve or thirteen years old, but he was very handsome, with the same black hair and light golden eyes as the Duke. But if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that the young man's ears hidden in his hair are slender and upturned, which is obviously a feature of an elf. Rune patted the boy's shoulder gently, his tone full of care and a hint of guilt. "Dick, when you get to your fiefdom, remember to write home often to let them know you're safe." "I know that you, my father, my mothers, and my brothers and sisters should also take good care of your health." At this time, a handsome red-haired young man came to the young Dick holding a box. The young man's name was Reinhardt, the eldest son of the Duchess. When he saw his youngest brother, the usually arrogant and contemptuous young man was unusually reserved and embarrassed. He handed the heavy wooden box to Dick with both hands, hesitated for a while, and then spoke in the lowest voice possible under his father's stern gaze. "Fifth brother, I am sorry for this matter. For the sake of the family's reputation, I have no choice but to do it. It's just that you, my little brother, have suffered..." "Brother, it's okay. You don't have to blame yourself. Although my bloodline is not pure, I am still a member of the Best family and your younger brother. I did it for the family and for you. Some bad reputation and exile are nothing. It can only preserve your reputation as the future duke. It's nothing!" "Fifth brother..." Hearing his brother's heartfelt words, even though Reinhardt usually didn't think much of this half-blood brother born to an elf dancer, he was so moved that his eyes turned red. He couldn't help but regret not treating this innocent but adorable little brother well before, and sometimes he would join other brothers in deliberately bullying him for fun. Now that I think about it, I really want to give myself two big slaps on the spot and curse, "I deserve to die!" Compared with him, the other three younger brothers behind him were simply jackals, tigers and leopards! Each of them was eyeing the position of Duke, and they were almost always thinking about how to replace their eldest son. For example, in this case, although he had no evidence, these bastards must have been involved, working together with outsiders to ruin his reputation. After getting him drunk, they sent him to a subhuman brothel frequented only by untouchables, and then deliberately lured his fiancée to catch them in adultery. This kind of dirty thing is not new in the corrupt and decadent empire. Many nobles play dirtier and worse games than this, but the key is not to be caught, especially Reinhardt's identity. He is the eldest son of the Best family and the future heir to the title. If he is caught in the middle of a cheap brothel, even if the old duke knows that he was framed, he can only deprive him of his inheritance. Thanks to his fifth brother who arrived first, stuffed the unconscious drunken him into the floor compartment, and took the blame for him at the cost of his own life. This saved his reputation as the eldest son and prevented him from being disgraced in the imperial capital.
It is worth mentioning that Reinhardt secretly sent people to give the two succubus whores "hush money" afterwards, but the two of them refused to take a penny and only said that the fifth young master had a special talent, which made the two sisters convinced. They had sworn to the God of Pleasure that they would keep the truth to themselves forever. The God of Pleasure is the main god worshipped by succubi. The oath of death will leave a mark on the back of the hand. It is a truly effective oath and the kind of curse that cannot be false. However, this incident has made the reputation of the fifth brother, who already had impure blood, even worse. He has become a laughing stock in the aristocratic circle and can no longer stay in this prosperous imperial capital. As a last resort, his father sent him to the family's enclave of Laguge far in the north to serve as an administrative governor. The title of Executive Governor sounds good, but it is an official position rather than a title. It is usually a local official appointed by a great noble to manage remote fiefdoms. They are usually the lord's confidants or children without inheritance rights. If it was a good place with plenty of money, it would be a good job, but Laguge in the north is a truly bitter and cold place with a vast land and few people. Although there are mineral deposits and rich forestry resources, the climate is extremely harsh. Compared to how to make money, how to survive is a bigger problem. Therefore, Laguge is the worst fiefdom under the name of the Best family, no doubt about it. The fifth brother was a half-blood with one quarter of elf blood. Although he had outstanding magical talent, he was a little thin. He was obviously eighteen years old, but looked like a boy of twelve or thirteen, which was very different from the generally tall and strong members of the Best family. In the father's words, this child only looks like him in three aspects: hair, eyes, and...well. The old Duke Rune was not a person who could not distinguish right from wrong. In fact, he knew very well that his eldest son Reinhard was framed, and his youngest son Dick was willing to take the blame in order to preserve the family's face and his eldest brother's reputation. But the old duke did not conduct any investigation afterwards, nor did he have any intention of clearing his younger son's name. Even when he went to court to meet the emperor the next day, he tearfully blamed himself for not educating his son well and not disciplining his youngest son, which led him to do such a ridiculous thing that was a disgrace to the nobility. He then personally drafted the appointment document and sent his youngest son to exile in Laguge. So the matter was quickly settled, leaving no chance for either party to stir up trouble again. Many people were surprised at the Duke's cruelty, because usually when noble children committed crimes, they would be sent to the national monastery to eat vegetarian food and worship gods for a few months. But for something as trivial as visiting a low-class brothel, they didn't even have to be sent to the monastery and could just reflect on their mistakes at home. But the old duke was determined to send his youngest son to the godforsaken place of Laguge. Since that place became an imperial territory, there have been more than 20 governors in the past, and the number of strong men who have survived to retire and come back can be counted on one hand. Therefore, when the news came out that Dick Best was going to exile Laguge to be the regional governor, everyone almost assumed that the child would never come back. Some people couldn't understand why the Duke was so cruel to his youngest son? Is it because this child was born to a half-elf dancer, and they feel that the quarter of elven blood disgraces the noble bloodline of the Best family, so they want to let him fend for himself? But some people also think that this might be a big move by the Duke. He will definitely take revenge on many people next. When the punishment comes, with Dick's case of being sentenced to the maximum penalty, Rune will have reason to kill other people as well! Sacrifice an insignificant little son in exchange for the opportunity to kill with justification. Back to the farewell, except for the eldest brother Reinhard who felt guilty towards his fifth brother, the other brothers and sisters and three wives also came forward to say goodbye to Dick and presented parting gifts. But except for the gift from the eldest brother, which was quite substantial, the gifts from others were just trivial things. But Dick accepted them all solemnly, choking with tears in his eyes as he thanked them. At the very end, Dick knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to the old duke. Then he got into the carriage and leaned against the window, bidding farewell to his family in tears. It was not until the carriage passed a hill and the walls of the empire and the figures of his family disappeared from his sight that Dick retreated back into the carriage and quickly took out eye drops to wash away the irritant that he had deliberately applied to his eyelids to induce tears. The smell of this thing was really strong. "The performance is finally over. I have finally escaped!" Since he was the only one in the car, Dick had the rare opportunity to temporarily remove the "disguise" that he worked so hard to maintain on a daily basis. He is no longer the obedient little boy who had a somewhat naive personality, always liked to look up at others with his big watery golden eyes at a 45-degree angle, and could drive older women crazy with their maternal instincts. Loosening the tight collar of his dress to allow himself to breathe more easily, Dick picked up the gift boxes piled in front of him and looked at what farewell gifts his family had given him.
The old Duke Rune gave me a slender noble ceremonial sword. There were gold-plated lion family crests on the golden scabbard and hilt. The sword was slender and bright as a mirror. When I touched it with my fingertips, I could feel a hint of cool magic. It was obviously a high-end product that had been enchanted. It seems that his father still has some affection for him, although not much. Then Dick looked at his eldest brother's gift. In the wooden box were ten top-grade magic stones. Each one was the size of a ping-pong ball. They were essential items for a magician's daily practice and for improving his rank. Just for these top-grade magic stones, Dick secretly swore that he would never call his elder brother an idiot again! Apart from these two gifts which were considered to be of high quality, the other things were a bit unremarkable, highlighting the fact that the gifts were insignificant and the sentiments were shallow. Especially the third sister Finny, the gift she gave was a box of cakes, and she was very "thoughtful" to choose all the flavors that Dick didn't like. The third sister, Finny, was born to the second wife. She had a mediocre figure and appearance. Among all the brothers and sisters, she hated Dick the most. Most of the men in the Best family are mighty and handsome, and the women are generally tall. Although they are not beautiful in appearance, they are generally very heroic. For example, the eldest sister born to the third wife and the second sister born to the first wife, these two are super popular in the circle of noble ladies! It can be said that among the children of the Best family, only the fifth son Dick and the third daughter Finny are the exceptions. But because Dick has one-quarter elf blood (actually one-quarter succubus blood), he is thin and small simply because he develops slowly, and his height will continue to grow in the future, but his appearance is recognized as the best among the five sons. He is extremely handsome and very popular with older women. Moreover, he had a superior talent for magic. He passed the test before he was twelve years old and became a young and promising low-level magician. His mentor believed that he had the ability to be promoted to a high-level magician before the age of thirty. This was also the main reason why he, the son of a dancer, was recognized by the Duke. In comparison, Finny is nothing! She inherited her mother's short stature and her father's "dignified" face. She stood out among the handsome men and beautiful women in the Best family. She was often mocked privately by other socialites, who said that the younger brother of the Best family (referring to Dick) was so beautiful even in women's clothes that she felt ashamed of herself. As a result, the third sister's anxiety about her appearance caused her to become more and more distorted. She couldn't afford to offend her other brothers and sisters, but she hated Dick to the core. She even did something immoral, such as wanting to pour hot soup on Dick's face to disfigure him. Just like this time's scapegoating incident, other brothers and sisters, whether sincere or not, at least helped to plead for mercy. Only the third sister ignored the second wife's desperate efforts and demanded that their father should deprive Dick of his surname, expel him from the family, and sell this "bastard" to slave traders. The third sister just wanted to kill her younger brother, but she didn't notice that when she said the word "bastard", the old duke's expression turned completely dark. The brothers, who originally had their own ulterior motives, quickly formed an "alliance to protect the younger brother" without any communication at this moment, and acted like brothers. They all changed their words and tried to protect the fifth brother, fearing that their image in the eyes of their father would be equated with that of the stupid third sister. But no matter what, there is no turning back on the exile, and Dick must leave the imperial capital and head to his fiefdom, Laguge, thousands of miles away. Dick looked sad about the result, like a poor kid who was reluctant to leave his family, but he was secretly laughing in his heart. He was finally able to leave this troubled imperial capital. As the youngest son of the Grand Duke, he seemed noble on weekdays, but his life was not easy. Moreover, the imperial capital was the power center of this corrupt empire, and beneath the prosperous appearance lay a surging undercurrent. Those political enemies who are at odds with the Duke of Best may not dare to do anything to the Duke himself, but it is easy to target his younger son who has impure blood. And Dick wanted to leave the imperial capital for some other reasons that were inconvenient to disclose. The carriage drove out of the city for more than half an hour and stopped in front of a river ferry pier on the outskirts of the city. Dick straightened his clothes and got off the carriage. He parked the car at the aristocratic passage, and on the other side of a canal were common people rubbing shoulders with each other. It looked like a crowd of people, and Dick was vaguely reminded of some long-lost memories. At this time, a square "bus" came on the road not far away. The ventilated carriage was packed with passengers, and some people even sat on the roof. The bus was driven by a wood-burning pot-carrying engine, which emitted black smoke when running and blew into the carriage, allowing the passengers inside to experience the feeling of being a smoked chicken. So generally speaking, nobles and wealthy people would not take this kind of transportation. They preferred the new carriages with shock-absorbing springs installed on the bearings, which were both comfortable and decent. While the servants were moving the luggage, Dick stood by the railing of the VIP passage, looking at the crowded and busy civilians. From time to time, his eyes would linger on everything that seemed a little out of date at first glance, and then he would sigh in a low voice. "The people of Earth are truly amazing. I just hope that when the Hessians are punished, these innocent ordinary people will not be harmed."
Dick was sighing with emotion when a sexy black-haired beauty wearing a black veil came towards him. When she was about to pass by Dick, her high heels suddenly tilted and she fell to the side of Dick because of her unstable standing. Dick, a gentleman, reached out and helped her. "Are you okay, young lady?" "It's okay, I just sprained my ankle. Can you help me sit on the bench over there for a while?" "Of course, ma'am." With Dick's support, the two slowly walked towards the bench. The black-haired beauty, who seemed to have difficulty moving, whispered to Dick in a voice that only the two of them could hear. "Master, Hongye has obtained information that the eldest lady has already paid a killer to attack you on your way to your fiefdom." "The eldest lady's people? I took the blame for her son, and this is how she repays me?" Dick said with a smile, there was no anger in his tone, as if he had expected this to happen. "So who did she intend to frame by killing me?" "It should be the Third Madam, but we can't say she framed her because the Third Madam also hired a killer." "Ha, it's getting more and more lively." Dick thought that he was worthy of being a noble. He had made it clear that he would not participate in the competition for the title, but they still refused to let him go. He would not feel at ease until he had wiped out the whole clan. But it’s better this way. I can then use the same trick against these two groups of killers and make them fight each other. Dick helped the black-haired girl to sit down on the bench, then called a servant and asked for the ointment that she carried with her. Seeing that the Fifth Young Master was going to apply medicine to the other party himself, the servant took one look at the figure and appearance of the black-haired beauty and immediately understood what he meant and stepped aside so as not to disturb the Young Master's "good deed". Dick reached out and took off the girl's high heels, revealing her slender and graceful feet. He put a little ointment on his hand and gently stroked her ankle which was not red or swollen at all. With his other hand, he pinched the small sole of her foot and lightly tickled the tender and sensitive sole of the beautiful girl with the tip of his ring finger. "Ma'am, are you feeling better?" "Master...you have bad intentions!" Two thin blushes rose on the girl's bright and charming white cheeks, and her slightly bitten red lips seemed like she was trying her best to endure it, but the look she gave Dick was a bit shy and a little bit angry, but without any annoyance or anger. "Such beautiful legs, wear black stockings next time." "Master, is this an order?" The girl asked with a half-smile, and the boy answered with a frank expression. "No, I'm just stating my preferences." "Humph!" The girl tilted her head and snorted barely audibly, but in fact she was already thinking about what style of stockings she would wear next time. At this moment, the girl suddenly saw an old man walking towards her quickly not far away. She quickly pulled her bare feet out of Dick's hands, put on her high heels quickly, stood up and was about to leave. Before leaving, he did not forget to thank Dick for his help, and then reminded him in a low voice. "Master, your magic instructor is here."
The black-haired girl said this before turning around and leaving with her suitcase in hand. Dick looked towards the entrance of the passage and saw an old man who looked very similar to Master Roshi running towards him. As soon as the old man reached Dick, he jumped up and slapped him on the top of his head. "You little brat, have you gone crazy studying those magic tools? What are you thinking, taking the blame for your idiot brother with a missing brain stem? What did I tell you before I left this time? I told you to wait for me to come back so that I can recommend you to the National School of Magic. How could you...how could you..." Listening to his mentor's criticism, Dick accepted it with a humble face. He didn't feel embarrassed at all, and even felt warm. In such a big imperial city, his magic mentor, Grandor, was probably one of the few people who really cared about him, so Dick also respected him from the bottom of his heart. But this time, it was Dick's own wish to leave the imperial capital, because he had reasons to leave here as soon as possible.