"Landon... Grand Duke???"
"Is it the Landon Family from the Worth Kingdom?" Flander, who was at the Imperial Academy of Arts, felt as though the world had become absurd.
He had cast aside the Landon surname and become a free artist.
In his vision, his art would spread across all nations. As for the former Landon Family? They were merely minor nobles in some remote corner of the Worth Kingdom.
Perhaps one day, they might receive a little attention because of his fame.
Yet he had never expected to hear news from a classmate today: a Grand Duke had appeared in the Empire, known as the Landon Grand Duke, and his duchy was the former Worth Kingdom.
Naturally, Flander knew about the Worth Kingdom. In his eyes, it should have perished long ago.
It was so feudal and rotten that its survival until now was practically a miracle. Even though it was his homeland, he felt it could not compare to even the most remote little village in the Aolei Empire.
"That's right, the Landon Family that guards the Eternal Frozen Mountain Range," his classmate confirmed.
Flander felt as if the sky had collapsed. What exactly had his successor—that wandering knight cousin he had never even met—done? In truth, he had never thought much of that unseen cousin.
Wandering knight sounded romantic, but he knew what it really meant: a pack of mercenaries and beggars.
How could that man compare to him? Flander had even prepared himself for Black Earth Territory to be reclaimed by the Worth Royal Family.
Yet Black Earth Territory had not only remained intact, but had become the Landon Duchy.
"Then... how did he do it?" Flander asked.
"The Empire was moved by the Landon Grand Duke's loyalty. He is a true knight."
"Whether the Worth