I was just an apprentice of a blacksmith, a poor peasant, with no money, no wife. I was only living a life of drudgery, servitude, and repetition. My only gratitude was my blacksmith master took me under his wing. But even that, I was subjected to his murderous and absurd training. He said it's a way to prepare me for being a blacksmith. Yet, regrettably, I died before I was even a blacksmith!

The Gods took mercy on me since my fate's taken a turn for the better when I reincarnated into a noble family. The best part is that I even have a fiancee now! Although there's just one thing, my fiancee is saying weird things...