Lahat ng Kabanata ng Reincarnated as a Mob: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Lancelot’s POVIt’s the day, everyone.What day, exactly?No, not my birthday.It’s the day where Suna Raikan came to the mansion so I can strike some deal with him. Because I was told that I might be able to buy some Eastern goods from him, I have been feeling very excited for his reply since I sent him a letter a few days ago, and yesterday, I finally received a letter announcing his arrival to the mansion today.Amidst the bustling of servants and some knights training that I could listen through my office window, I scribbled some notes on a piece of paper, mind wandering far away through the tainted glass pane.Halfway through writing the letter C for rice, my pen stopped letting out ink, so I pulled the third and lowest drawer of my office table and took out a medium size bottle of black ink. Then I dissected the pen and took out the transparent ink tube that was connected to the tip of the pen.“…Oh.” There is still about a quarter of ink in the tube. I tried to write again at t

Lancelot’s POVI was never a fan of having a long hair. When my little sister complained about her shoulder length hair and about hairstyles and such, I can’t quite relate to what she was talking about. Mostly because my hair was short and messy back then.Which is why, I was having problem with my dangling ponytail behind my back. How in the world can a human have a long hair way past their chest? And how do they take care of them?“I would prefer it if you gave me a shorter hair, Izana.” I glanced to my right, where Izana is.“Well, the bigger the gap between your real appearance and your camouflage, the harder it is to recognize you, don’t you think?” Izana softly chuckled. “I don’t think anyone knows about how the new lord looks, which is why we should use this opportunity to set the image ourselves.”Walking through the hallway to the guest room were me, Izana, and Taylor who followed behind us. As I briskly walked, I noticed that Izana’s steps were slow, paced to fit my speed.“

Lancelot’s POVTime seemed to move slowly after I entered the room. While the twin secretary of Suna Raikan sat down on the antique sofa, I saw Suna standing near the window as he stared out, as if in a daze.“…Greetings, Count Vincent Gustav.” He turned around, when he noticed my entrance. “Pardon my rudeness.” Then greeted me with a curt bow.“Greetings.” I’m kind of glad that my voice also changed. Suna wore his usual carefree outlook, but there’s something dark about him that unsettles me. It was as if he was angry or something.I motioned him and the twins to sit as I walked closer to the sofa and sat on a spot across them.“First of all, thank you for sparing your time to come here. I am grateful that you agreed to do business with me, in spite of me being a no-name noble.” I started. The difference between my original voice and my current voice really is astounding.

AsherAn hour after the incident, Taylor finally managed to disperse the crowd. While the workers returned to their routine, I asked Izana and the twins to follow me, along with Taylor, for a short discussion. Because of that, the five of us went to Lancelot’s office.“Obviously,” Izana spoke. “Obviously, this is Avery Ila Ronan’s doing. But I don’t remember her magic being this potent, and a teleportation magic like that can only work if one became a high-level mage. But Avery is not a high-level mage.”I heaved a long, low sigh. At the corner of my eyes, I saw Taylor diligently cleaned the room.“Fair enough.” I replied. “Still, there’s nothing that we can do now that both the Count and the Bivorak Company’s master disappeared. What matters the most is finding them, but right now, we don’t have any clue of their whereabouts.” I paused for a bit. “I just hope that n

Lancelot’s POV“My Lord…” I heard my name being called. I turned behind me to see Taylor standing at a nearby distance, about a few steps away from me.I suddenly came to a realization.Ah, this dream again.I thought, while letting my body move on its own accord. It was one of those flashback dreams again, where I remembered my previous life. Though this time, I became the old Lancelot for the first time ever.How do I know that?“I told you to bring me a fancy attire, not this crappy one!” My hands moved on its own and slammed about three layers of clothing onto poor Taylor. The old butler trembled a bit due to the impact, but quickly picked himself up.I then fumed on my own while Taylor left.“Looking decent is not enough. I need to look even better when meeting my dear Avery! Should I put on more accessories on me?” Lancelot monologued loudly.As Lancelot was standing