Roman had never liked Alster.
He disliked his obesity, his indulgence in pleasures, his lavishness...
Despite being a Grand Duke, he lacked any execution ability and even shirked from handling governmental affairs.
Even a pig would do a better job!
At least a pig only needed cheap feed and could be left to roam freely.
Roman retained his past life's mentality and had his own logic about everything.
What was right? What was wrong?
Those who held positions and did nothing deserved death! They were just wasting food!
Yet, for all of Alster's flaws, one could not erase his sole virtue.
He had raised his children and given Roman the best he could give—the freedom to do anything without any reservations.
He knew he would die, but he did not expect it to happen so suddenly; he passed away hurriedly without waiting for his grand army to reach Split Armor Domain.
Now his death pained Roman.
