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“Please come in next.”

Recently, a piece of news was circulating among the people of the Goldpool Valley region: anyone could make a lot of money by working at the Somerset family’s factory.

After hearing the story, unemployed and penniless craftsmen from the South began to flock to the Somerset family one after another.

For that reason, Jensen also submitted his resume to the Somerset family and came for an interview, but he was very worried.

‘ha… I’ve only just served as an apprentice, so would you accept someone like me?’

The root of everything was that while he was training under his teacher, a famous blacksmith in the capital, he ended up seducing his teacher’s daughter.

When his teacher realized that fact, he kicked him out that day, and Jensen, who had not learned all the skills, hated going back to his hometown without money rather than dying.

So I came here with my last hope, but the number of applicants was greater than I expected.

“Standby number 13, Mr. Jensen, please come in.”

As I was anxious, Jensen’s turn came, and I calmed down my trembling heart and entered the living room.

Inside the reception room, there were people sitting who appeared to be interviewers.

‘Why is your complexion like that?’

Except for one blond-haired young man sitting in the middle, all of them had heavily shaded eyes, and their pupils looked like the eyeballs of dead fish.

“Looking at Mr. Jensen’s resume, I see that your family is in another province and you are not married?”

“Yes, it is!”

As soon as I sat down, a number of questions came up.

It was a question from the young man sitting in the middle. Jensen’s status seemed high at first glance, so I was filled with enthusiasm without realizing it in Jensen’s answer.

‘Is that Prince Rupert?’

He is the author of children’s books and comic books that have recently become a hot topic throughout the empire, and the de facto ruler of the Somerset family, famous for receiving a plaque of appreciation from the imperial family.

According to rumors, he is said to be without blood or tears.

He is a ruthless, snake-like person who turned his father, the Earl of Somerset, into an old man in the backroom in order to obtain the family name.

‘There is even a rumor going around that the disappearance of my eldest son was also planned by the author.’

When I actually saw the person in question, I realized that it wasn’t something that didn’t exist.

The calm, bespectacled face was pretty, but it looked very cold.

Even now, the eyes looking at him were like those of an animal greedy for food.

“Hmm… Do you have a lover?”

“No, there is none.”

“Then what is your relationship with your family?”

“… It’s not very good.”

“Hoo. Are there any bad places on your body?”

“… No, I don’t have any pain… .”

There was something strange about the question.

Why are you only asking about yourself and not about technology?

Jensen felt a cold feeling pass through his backside.

It was because I suddenly remembered a ghost story I heard in the capital.

[Jensen, do you know what? Warlocks need humans as sacrifices, so they kidnap them by offering them a decent job.

However, it is said that when selecting sacrifices, they are very picky and ask whether they have a family, a lover, or if they are in any pain in order to avoid any problems.

Be careful. The only people who ask such things are people who traffic people.]

As the senior’s joking words passed by, cold sweat began to flow down Jensen’s body.

‘Damn, I somehow thought the pay was too high. There’s no way a job like this exists.’

I was resentful of myself for not being able to make wise decisions because I was blinded by money.

The look in the eyes of Somerset’s actual owner, who was now looking at him as if he were delicious food, was so frightening.

But the owner of those eyes was thinking something completely different right now.

‘Wow, it’s really great. ‘Because I don’t have a lover, I won’t whine about not being able to work overtime, and since I don’t have a good relationship with my family, I have nowhere to run to if I’m having a hard time.’

Plus, you’re young and strong without any pain? Wow, this definitely passes!

Rupert was just happy to have recruited workers with the best qualifications.

These days, the production of books has increased explosively, and there has been a shortage of staff to run the goods factory.

In addition, it was a pain in the ass to see people running away often, so discovering a talented person with such perfect conditions made me want to give him a kiss.

‘I think someone of this level of talent would be good at drinking vitality potions.’

Should Rupert try the vitality potion? I was worried, but it was okay to try it slowly, so I was satisfied and put a passing mark on the interviewer’s resume.

***

“Mother Goddess in heaven, your descendants now pray earnestly, please grant them grace. Heal!”

Even though a light as bright as the sun surrounded my body, my eyes were not dazzled at all.

‘Is this divine power?’

My body, which had been exhausted and drowsy just a moment ago, began to overflow with energy again.

“Brother, this time I gave you special healing because your faith was so strong, but originally… .”

“Can it be said that there is not even a decent church of the Goddess Church in our territory? I’m planning to build one this time!”

“It is the role of our monks to visit brothers who have strong faith, so please feel free to call us.”

The monk, whose hair sparkled with divine power, exited with a satisfied smile.

‘It cost money, but it was also a church that had to be built anyway.’

In fact, it was impossible for the count’s estate to not have a single goddess church.

However, when our finances collapsed a few years ago, the Somerset branch of the Goddess Church, which could not receive donations from our family, withdrew.

It doesn’t matter when you’re poor because there’s nothing to eat, but if the family whose finances have recovered can’t even make donations to the Goddess Church, there’s a good chance that it will become a fatal weakness later on.

‘He’s probably a demon worshiper or a warlock, and he’s going to shake up our family by talking about useless rumors.’

It’s a really annoying world. Everyone can live in their own territory and do their own thing, so why are they so interested in other people’s rice cakes?

Anyway, now that the finances of the estate have normalized to some extent, they decided to build a new church while making donations again.

At first, I was heartbroken because I felt like my raw money was going away.

I thought it would be best to make the most of the money I had to pay anyway, so I invited a monk to receive divine power, and the effect was excellent.

At this rate, I think we can accelerate the writing speed of the first volume of a new comic book.

In fact, the most difficult thing about watching comics is that it is difficult to wait.

For most comics, readers have to wait several months for a single volume to come out, which is bound to be frustrating for readers.

but

“I have the story all set, and my drawing skills are crazy, but at this rate, one book a month is enough.”

Because the material was so good, I was overflowing with inspiration and the story was quickly established, so everything from storyboard to work proceeded literally smoothly.

The only thing that was lacking was physical strength, but that was solved with the help of vitality potion and divine power, so there was nothing to worry about anymore.

Even the exhausted craftsmen recovered their condition even though they were dazed when they received the monk’s healing.

As I sat down at my desk again, looking at the craftsmen, I felt refreshed, as if I had just woken up.

“Sleep! Now that you’ve had enough rest, let’s get back to work!”

At my words, a murmur was heard in the studio.

“Again? Wait, is it night or day?”

“Damn, I can’t tell the time because of those blackout curtains.”

“Did you get enough rest? Is it true?”

Actually, it is night now.

I could tell that it was already past evening, as I had gone to the drawing room to greet the monk.

The craftsmen locked in their studios seemed to be unable to distinguish time anymore.

***

On the continent of Sylvania, warlocks were extremely disgusting beings.

The first reason was that they were evil beings who borrowed the power of demons, which can be said to be the achievement of not only humans but also all earthly races.

Second, what they need to create spells are living creatures.

Not only that, but because they dug up corpses in places like cemeteries and battlefields and committed heinous acts, they were hunted not only throughout the empire but also across the continent.

“Hehe… Damn empire, now it’s your turn to scream and howl.”

Venom, one of those warlocks, smiled bitterly and drew a line, spilling a bag full of blood on the ground little by little.

After a fierce pursuit across the continent, most of the warlocks had already been subdued and disappeared.

There was still a remaining dark magic organization, an organization called the ‘Abyss Church’.

As a member of that organization, Venom was currently carrying out an important mission.

Coming March 14th. It was preparation for the big event that was about 3 months away.

My heart still pounded when I thought about the new black magic that the organization had worked so hard to create.

If only the magic circle that embodies this black magic they created was completed, a truly magical scene would unfold in the imperial capital.

The vicious imperial bastards who indiscriminately murdered their fellow members who were like their brothers and chased after them as they ran away, forcing them to live like beggars.

Although they sacrificed several innocent villages to the devil and looted several church crypts.

How can they push themselves so cruelly?

Now they too will realize once again that blood follows blood.

All of the organization’s remaining energy was poured into preparing this magic circle.

If this is successful, the era of black magicians will surely come again.

If I just think about that, I can tolerate hiding like a rat on the border of the capital city, avoiding people’s eyes.

“Wait! Empire, our Abyss Church is back!!!”