Raymond Rothschild was a proud man.
As befitted the young master of a distinguished family, his temperament was hardly mild either, so anyone who had seen him call someone Master would undoubtedly have been shocked.
But this concerned the family.
‘More importantly, that person is….’
At the sudden memory of that day, Raymond wet his drying lips.
Once, the Rothschild family had ruled the world’s flow of money.
Though they had lost much of their former influence as the turbulent modern age arrived, the Rothschilds had never once forgotten their golden era.
And then, twenty years ago, the [New Age] had suddenly descended upon them.
This was it.
The Rothschilds did not miss the opportunity. They moved quickly.
They devoured everything the newly opened world had to offer.
New energy, Dungeons, items, magical engineering, black markets, and more….
A new order was established atop the surging tides of the era, and the Rothschilds succeeded in firmly securing a place at its forefront.
But it was not enough.
They were still hungry.
This age ruled by Babel was a new age of savagery, where everything was dictated by overwhelming power.
The Rothschilds knew that what they had devoured was not the main course, but merely scraps left behind by the “King.”
Of…