I Shall Master This Family's
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PROLOGUES

[You can't risk family property as you please. This is the third time…! ]

The slap!

In an ominous voice, the Florentia chief sharply turned to the left.

[You are useless, how dare you rebuke me! ]

The smell of alcohol was very strong in the body of the man who had just pushed his shoulders away.

[Let's go to bed. Relax, Astalliu. Go there. And you. ].

Belsach tried to calm his drunken cousin gently and then turned towards Florentia.

And.

The slap-!

With a voice louder than the previous one, five fingers were imprinted on the other side of his face.

[After four years of squandering our family's money, do you think it suddenly became yours? ]

Belsach scolded Florentia while holding her face that had just been slapped twice.

[Not wrong. Even though you and we have the same last name, but with the blood flowing in your veins, you will never be part of our family. All you have to do is live as our servant. ]

No matter how many times he heard it, those cruel words felt like a dagger that had just pierced his heart.

[If you tell Grandpa no matter what happens today, I'm not going to leave you alone. ]

With a warning, Belsach spat on the ground and turned around.

Soon, the sound of the train was getting further and further away.

Left alone in a dark alley, Florentia clenched her hands.

A drop of red blood dripped from his injured lips.

Tripp, tripp. “Hiyah-. hiya”

The small swaying of the carriage and the sound of the coachman awakened Florentia from the thoughts of the distant past.

As he slightly lifted the curtain that covered the window and looked outside, he could see the soldiers of the Imperial palace.

"So, we're here."

Florentia lowered the curtain again and looked straight ahead, sitting more upright.

After tidying up her hair and clothes that had become messy for a while, she looked like a neat portrait.

Meanwhile, his carriage passed through the main gate and reached Labourgh Palace.

Riding a beautifully decorated carriage, the gold made from it showcased dazzling brilliance in the bright afternoon sun.

“We've arrived.”

The train stopped and the coachman politely spoke.

"Florentia."

At that moment, the carriage door opened and a handsome man greeted him.

"Perez."

He kissed the back of his hand, after escorting him out of the carriage.

It was a kiss with deep meaning that did not hide the desire in his heart.

“Perez!”

Florentia called out to him, but Perez just smiled with his long blinking eyelashes.

"Let's go, everyone's waiting for you."

He pulled his hand from his hand and moved away from the carriage.

Pherez, who was laughing after seeing the tip of his ear slightly reddened, immediately followed him back.

“No one in this Lamburgh Kingdom can complain to you for making them wait, my Tia. You can walk a little slower.”

Both have come a long way today.

“Although it is difficult for you to come here, enjoy the moment.”

After much diligence and effort, it was time to eat the sweet fruit of his hard work today.

"Yes. I have a lot of problems.”

Florentia admitted clearly.

He has come far back. It might even be hard to imagine.

He added in a small voice that no one could hear.

"But that doesn't mean I have to be disrespectful."

That's a firm answer.

The woman who made him fall in love with her since she looked at him was an extraordinary woman.

Perez laughed happily again.

Immediately after, the two stood at the closed door of the banquet hall.

"Are you ready?"

Hearing Perez's question, Florentia nodded briefly.

"Then let's go in, Lord Lombardi."

He extended his hand to her.

"Let's go, Your Highness, Crown Prince."

A pale and delicate hand held his hand.

"Open the door."

Pherez briefly ordered the waiter in front of him.

"Your Majesty, Crown Prince and Lord, Florentia Lombardi has entered!" (1)

A voice came from behind the door, announcing the arrival and status of the two people.

Florentia laughed as the voice sounded like music in her ears.

The door slowly opened, and a bright light from the banquet hall shot out through the crack.

CHAPTER 1

Skreeek.

With an ominous sound, the iron gates of the mansion were closed by the imperial knights.

It was the end of the Lombards, who had ruled as the largest family on the continent for 250 years, on par with the Lamburgh imperial family.

As the world continues to evolve, the symbol of the family, the ever-powerful clan, ends in vain with the arrest of Vieze Lombardi, the head of the family, as well as other figures in the name of tax evasion and treason.

Hundreds of Lombards, a town named after a family, had gathered in front of the mansion.

There were people who constantly shed tears at their handkerchiefs, and those who turned away without even looking at a single moment.

And in the front row stood me, Florentia.

"Stupid person."

I said sharply while gritting my teeth, but it doesn't matter now.

I glared at the front door of the heavily guarded family and said a few more words.

"Freak, stupid, lazy people who will remain stubborn even when caught in a fire."

I could feel the people standing around me looking at me in surprise, but what do you think?

The Lombardi family is broken.

However, no matter how much I cursed, the anger in my heart did not subside.

“I already told you that it will not be the First Prince. I've told you several times that he's just a spoiled brat and he'll never be Crown Prince!”

But despite my advice, the Lombard idiots supported the First Prince.

First Prince, Astana Nerempe Durelli.

They said it was because she was related to the empress, but as far as I know, they only chose the same person as themselves.

He belonged to the 'royal bloodline' but had a plump body, while drowning in luxury and pleasure and laziness that filled his belly.

It is no exaggeration to say that the brilliant history of Lombardi is the history of the kingdom of Laburgh.

It was the Lombards who made Durelli the first Emperor of the kingdom and brought the empire as it is today.

Is that everything?

Reaching the top, the family amassed enormous wealth, participated in every war, achieved bloodless victory with excellent diplomacy, and supported great artists from all over the empire. There is no place in the world where the name Lombardi is unreachable.

And Lulak Lombardi, Lord of the previous generation, who is said to have raised the Lombard family to a high level.

When the young Lulak had just taken over as master, the imperial family issued a royal decree to restrain him.

And that's when Lulak came up with the scholarship system.

The government has increased the number of talented people in various fields by providing generous support to the nobility and commoners.

No wonder where the loyalty of those who had studied under the support of the Lombard family would lie.

They were not Lombards, but they were Lombards.

So Lulak, the Lord, had managed to plant his people all over the place without even taking a single step out of Lombardi territory.

Finally, the emperor, who had no choice but to acknowledge the influence of the Lombard family, had to take back the royal decree after twenty years.

Yet.

“No matter how stupid you are. How could you destroy such a family in just two years!”

Two years ago, after the death of Lulak Lombardi, the first son, Vieze Lombardi, was appointed to the next post of ruler.

And that was the beginning.

Vieze is a passive, rotten man who only likes to say a few words, so he cannot lead his kingdom or his family, and hence, the Lombard lineage, a bunch of spenders, a lot of money, being selfish causes families to lose their ancestors. .

The reason I know so much about them is very simple.

I was a Lombard.

To be more specific, I lived in a country called South Korea, died in a traffic accident and was reincarnated into this world.

That too, in the Lombard family.

When I first opened my eyes in the body of a newborn, I screamed instead of crying while looking at my fancy surroundings that looked like hallucinations.

I was finally born with a golden spoon!

There must have been a period of time where I woke up in that mansion, greeted everyone in the morning and went to sleep at night while looking at the pattern carved on the ceiling.

But unfortunately, I'm just Half.

My father was the third son of my grandfather, Lord Lombardi but my mother, who had died while giving birth to me, was a commoner and could not marry officially due to strict family laws.

Born among them, I was technically illegitimate, but with my grandfather's permission, I was fortunate to be able to use the Lombardi surname.

But that does not mean that I am recognized as part of Lombardi.

All the time, I was just a child who was positioned vaguely using the Lombardi surname and was actually not a complete member of the family.

It was all superficial but even then, I was happy just for a while.

A few days before my eleventh birthday.

After my father died of an incurable disease, I was forgotten in the family.

I am no longer a fatherless Lombardi who has connected me with family.

Soon after, I was no longer invited to family events and I lost my place.

However, I couldn't just leave myself alone, so I started working at the age of 15.

At first, I started taking care of the library in the mansion.

When my father was alive, it was where we spent most of our time together, and it was almost like my second home.

But when the librarian suddenly resigned due to illness, there was a vacancy and I took over the position with great difficulty.

It was ridiculous to entrust the entire library to a fifteen-year-old, but the Lombardi surname attached to my name proved to be very useful at that time.

Ordering and organizing books at the request of people is something I love and not too difficult for me.

As a result of working hard while enjoying my tasks, the library became more and more enjoyable and I began to be known for the first time.

So, one at a time, one at a time. Slowly, I began to touch the affairs of the mansion.

At the end of my eighteenth birthday, I began to take charge of affairs inside and outside the Lombardi home.

It was quite an extreme job.

My father's older brothers were all arrogant nobles who lived in their own little bubbles, and my Lombard cousins were scoundrels who were involved in some or other accident every day.

And when I was 19, my grandfather fell ill and I was assigned to help him by his side.

It's only natural that no one knows family business as well as I do.

Unlike my other cousins, who were born with empty heads, my grandfather was quite surprised by my ability to learn things quickly and fulfill my responsibilities accurately.

"If only I had known a few years earlier that you were a child!"

When my grandfather, Lulak Lombardi's illness worsened, sighing became a habit for him because he was constantly thinking about the future of the family.

“I will bequeath this family to you ..”

Each time, he would sigh and laugh.

"Nothing's gonna change, grandpa."

“Why do you think so?”

“I am not legal. How can I become a Lord with the blood of commoners within me?

"No, Florentia."

My grandfather's voice that shook his head was very firm.

“You are a Lombardi. As long as you have family blood, you are eligible. ”

However, it was only a late regret, and Vieze, my grandfather's first son, was counting the days when he would become the ruler.

But the last three years I spent with my grandfather were not meaningless.

During that time, I could feel affection for the first time after my father died.

“I'm sorry, Florentia. I should have taken better care of you. And all that even though you are my granddaughter. I'm really sorry.”.

Maybe it's regret for him, but it's enough for me.

The resentment I felt towards my grandfather for not paying much attention to me since I was a child has gone away after that heartfelt apology.

He did his best for the Lombards.

With affection, he did all he could to make the family reach a higher level.

I stay up all night working, and I don't mind taking care of my cousin's dirty work and mistakes.

I am very happy to be part of the Lombardi family.

Yet.

"out. You know what you have to do without me telling you any further, Florentia.”

After my grandfather's funeral, Vieze said those words while throwing a bag in front of me.

“I've been patient because of dad for a while, but I can't just wait and watch anymore. I can't believe I let you stay at my place for so long.”

I've been too patient.

Are you completely blind to all the work I have done for the family?

For all the work I have done, it seems I am not Lombardi.

“You can release me from my last name Lomabardi. Let me work for the family. I need to be here.”

I said funny words.

However, Vieze just laughed.

“You still don't know anything until the end. Never go near this place again!”

I was just kicked out.

Without receiving a legitimate inheritance from the property despite being Lombardi.

And exactly two years later, that idiot completely destroyed Lombardi!

That great family!

A beautiful Lombardi family that I have dedicated my youth to!

Bang out!

The glass I put down roughly made a loud noise.

The owner of the bar glared at me, but my anger had exploded and I didn't care about it.

"So the Second Prince became the one to reach the top!"

It was the Second Prince that no one cared about because he was the son of a servant.

Second Prince, Perez Brivachau Durelli.

No one had ever thought that the prince, who was rumored to have died in that small palace, had actually grown so brilliantly.

And with his outstanding talent, he was the first to graduate from the Imperial Academy as a civil servant and military officer at the same time therefore he ended up attracting the attention of his father, the Emperor!

Not only that.

The second prince even ate up the entire parliament at once by grabbing the nobles who were carefully recruited by the First Prince and his mother, the Empress, for her incredible charm.

Sighs. Lombardi wouldn't have gone broke if they had just held on to the right rope.

“One more drink here!”

No matter how much I drank, the burning anger within me didn't seem to fade at all.

“If you had two eyes, you should have seen it coming! No matter who looked at it, it was clear that the Second Prince was more likely to be an emperor than one who had nothing better to do than engage in debauchery and gambling!”

But the Lombard fools did not know it.

Perhaps it was because they were laughing with the First Prince at the gambling table.

Eventually, the second prince became the crown prince and soon after, the emperor died.

Lombardi, who had done all sorts of cruel things to expose the crown prince to extreme counterattacks.

“Hah... I have to go home.”

I feel dizzy because I drink too much alcohol.

Fortunately, the house I live in on a monthly rent is only two blocks away.

As I put the money on the counter, I staggered and walked out of the bar.

“Backed. A fool with no brain. The worthless bastard.”

It was then that I vividly remembered the faces of my uncle and cousin, that I began to curse.

Slipping.

My one leg slipped in vain, my body tilted to one side and I staggered, struggling not to fall.

And the place where I ended up standing upright was right in front of the moving carriage.

The kwang!

Something hit my back hard and I could feel my body floating in the air.

I could also hear the footsteps of horses in the distance.

It was a bit foolish that I had died in a car accident in my previous life, and this time it was a train accident.

When I looked down, my body that had been floating in the air steadily fell to the floor, unable to resist the gravity.

Soon, the darkness came down.