You could say they were living hand to mouth, never knowing what the next day would bring. If not for the unspoken rule among nobles prohibiting them from taking in commoners from another's domain, they probably would have fled long ago.
Hearing this, Bodun didn't get angry. A pained expression merely crossed his face. "To be honest, I've long been dissatisfied with my family's traditions of succession. It's just that now, I..."
But before he could finish, he was stunned by the sight of the figure before him turning and walking away.
Levi was speechless. 'Trying to find a backer and he comes to me? He should take a good look in the mirror and see if he's even worthy.'
As someone from a humble background himself, he was all too familiar with tactics like pulling in investors and bluffing by borrowing the prestige of a powerful banner. He'd long since graduated from such tricks.
This illegitimate son, Bodun, was clearly in a precarious position, even with his brother dead.
