Dust Wizard

Lorenz, the hotel busboy who was so hungry that he robbed wild dogs of food, never knew he could see "memory dust" - fragments of the past hidden in the air, allowing him to always avoid the cook's whip and hear the lies of his guests. Until that rainy night, when he reported the news to the Gloomy Swordsman, and the blood stains in the backyard made him escape overnight; until the assassination scene at the carnival, the dying nobleman Kelvin gave him a bloody ring: "Look for... Them..." The footsteps of the pursuers were getting closer and closer. Lorenz, holding the noble ring in his hand, suddenly became "Kelvin Hawke". How long can the identity of a pseudo-noble be concealed? Is the secret of his life experience hidden in the dust of memory? Facing the greedy magnates, the hypocritical church, and the weird magician, he, who once stole bread, could only dance on the tip of the knife with his bottom-level wisdom. But no one knows that the dust that others cannot see will eventually allow him to find his own way among the thorns.