From the moment Karon first regained his memory, he found himself living with an elderly couple who claimed to be his adoptive parents.

His biological parents were officers in the Border Defense Army, and they had left Karon with his grandparents while they were away. They only visited on weekends, and eventually, both his parents died because of a monster attack. When his grandparents passed away due to old age, a couple from the neighboring house took Karon in.

However, his adoptive parents weren’t particularly kind. They made him do hard chores from a young age, and would quickly resort to hitting him if he displeased them even a little.

Despite this, Karon didn’t seem to feel upset about it, not even in the slightest. It was as if he had no emotions at all—he simply accepted it all with indifference.@@novelbin@@

Then, one day, a man passing through the village recognized Karon as an Arkon and offered him a job.

“That man was the dark sorcerer.”

“…Ah.”

This matched with what Winter had said earlier.

The dark sorcerers used young Arkon children for their own purposes.

‘So, Karon’s past was just like that…’

I could easily imagine what Karon’s past had been like. He must have done all sorts of things under the dark sorcerer’s influence.

Preparing materials, dissecting monster bodies, and maybe even human corpses. No wonder the hammer was so familiar to him.

Thinking about it, Karon had shown some reluctance toward dark magic before.

For instance, before joining, Sanchez had mentioned how Karon was known to have some ties with a dark sorcerer and that it was troubling. Karon also didn’t seem keen on using dark magic artifacts.

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