13. Founding

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“It seems Aran has finished preparing roughly. I’m going to pop over for a bit, so look after things while I’m gone.”

“…Are you going yourself?”

 

Cornelia gave a smile to Huana’s displeased face.

 

 

“This is for you too, Huana. While I’m away, get a grip on the nobles and make them your people.”

“Even so, for Mother to go in person…”

“Don’t be like that. Aran is becoming the King of a vassal state of the main country, so shouldn’t I go and invest him myself?”

“….”

 

 

Huana wore a dissatisfied expression but had no words to argue, so she didn’t say anything more.

 

 

 

Soon, a group led by Cornelia set out from Persia, and thanks to that, the Srodia Peninsula was in complete chaos.

Just a while ago, news had come from the Mei Empire that the Emperor would be visiting in person.

 

 

Two Emperors from the Eastern Continent coming in person.

Naturally, the world’s attention was focused on Aran, and as much, many kingdoms ended up sending people.

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Are you going too, Ayla?”

“Yes. I’m planning to go to see my younger brother’s face after a long time, and to see my older sister’s face too.”

 

Before departing, Ayla joined the group.

 

However, quite unlike the reason of seeing faces, she brought a string of magicians, with 30 formal magicians of Tier 3 or higher, and well over a hundred apprentice magicians around Tier 2.

 

 

As Cornelia’s eyes filled with question, she added an explanation.

 

 

“I’m going to add a few magicians to Aran’s forces.”

“…Didn’t I give him support?”

“I should have some kind of gift too, shouldn’t I? My younger brother is becoming a King, after all. And it’s my older sister and younger brother’s marriage.”

“Hmm…that’s true.”

 

 

She nodded, saying that if that was the case, it made sense.

 

 

“Aren’t you bringing knights too, Mother?”

“That’s right. I’m going to set up a knight school. A few instructors and 30 students. That bitch Estelle is among them.”

“Ah, you mean the bow general who tormented Aran.”

“Yeah. I put her on a triangular horse to suit Aran’s tastes.”

“Eugh, that’s horrible.”

 

 

Even if it’s close, it’s a few days across the sea, and on a triangular horse at that.

Ayla shuddered.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Meanwhile, Kora, where Aran’s group was, was bustling like a marketplace every day.

The farmers who had been in North Srodia had come down to avoid the disaster of a fallen nation, and the people in the south flocked in to secure places in the newly created city.

 

 

Also, delegations were dispatched from all over the world, and in just four days, a large city was built.

 

 

“We are temporarily using the castle here, but since it’s just a Baron’s castle, it’s very small. I’m very worried that those who come will look down on His Highness.”

 

 

Keplah, who had become Aran’s personal maid, reported in a gentle voice.

 

Aran already knew, the place where he was currently residing was originally the castle of the Kora Barony, and it was woefully inadequate for a King of a nation to live in.

A drab exterior and low ramparts. The dilapidated building could not be seen as a noble’s house at all.

 

 

However, there was no time, and there was a consensus that the public sentiment should be captured in order to effectively recover the devastated land, so it was decided to hold the founding ceremony and the coronation ceremony quickly.

 

And the founding ceremony and coronation ceremony had to be held in Kora, which would become the heart of the great kingdom.

 

 

 

In fact, Aran had no intention of making a fuss about it worldwide. He was just going to do it in a modest way with the Persian delegation and the Mei Empire delegation, but Seo-rae Yu-eun suddenly issued a statement that she would be visiting in person.

 

 

The Mei Empire has 15 countries as vassal states and has military control over 20 countries, possessing 35 vassal states in total.

How could the Kings of the vassal states remain still when the Emperor of such an empire was visiting in person?

 

 

Following her, the Kings of the 35 countries hurriedly arranged their schedules to participate directly in the founding ceremony, and Cornelia, the Emperor of the Persian Empire, also said that she would visit in person, so the most monarchs in the history of the Eastern Continent gathered in one place.

 

 

Thanks to that, Aran was in trouble.

 

 

Would the Kings come alone? They are Kings who bring hundreds if few, and thousands if many, attendants.

There are 35 of those Kings, and two Emperors.

It is clear that the current cramped castle will be bursting at the seams.

 

 

“Hmm….”

 

 

Aran frowned and pondered seriously.

 

 

“Should I just tear this all down and raise it with magic?”

“Yes?”

 

Keplah wore a slightly dumbfounded face.

 

 

“Your…Your Highness. It takes at least seven years to build a castle. It takes 15 years to build a palace worthy of a great kingdom. How about moving the place instead? Even though it’s devastated, there are still Count’s castles and Duke’s castles left.”

“Um…actually, I’m quite good at magic. I can pile up mountains with magic, so I can’t build a castle?”

“Your Highness…mountains and castles are different. Mountains can just be piled up, but castles require meticulous blueprints and many devices. You can never build one with magic alone.”

 

Keplah spoke quite firmly, but Aran seemed to have already made up his mind.

 

Certainly, mountains and castles are different. But if he used magic that had reached the 7th Circle, it seemed possible.

 

 

“How long does that blueprint take?”

“Usually, the design of a royal palace is a very important matter, so it takes at least six months.”

“…Isn’t the founding ceremony in two weeks?”

“That’s right.”

“Hmm….let’s go out for a bit.”

 

Aran took Keplah, Lamias, and 10 magicians out of the castle.

A building smaller than a mansion, with ramparts, came into Aran’s eyes.

 

 

“How long do you think it would take to tear down this castle and rebuild it with magic?”

“…Yes?”

 

 

Lamias asked back. It was too out of the blue.

 

 

“This castle, how long do you think it would take to tear it all down and build a new, large, and magnificent royal palace?”

“……Your Highness, I’m sorry, but magic is not omnipotent. It is impossible to build a royal palace with magic alone.”

“Really?”

“…Yes.”

 

She nodded, and the other 10 magicians all nodded as well.

 

 

Aran looked at their faces one by one and then turned his head back towards the castle.

 

 

‘I can see it….’

 

 

Tearing down the castle and rebuilding it anew.

It seemed possible to Aran.

 

 

Above all, he doesn’t need to write formulas now that he has reached Tier 7.

Because his thoughts soon become formulas and are applied.

 

The problem is the blueprint.

Aran had no knowledge of architecture at all, so even if he had magic to use, he couldn’t build it.

 

 

“Then how long does it take to draw up a blueprint?”

“Hmm…are you talking about the blueprint of a royal palace?”

“Yeah.”

“It takes at least 6 months. Actually, the design of the building itself doesn’t take that long, but the problem is the formulas to draw on the ramparts. The formulas change depending on the surrounding environment, climate conditions, and mana concentration, so a lot of calculation and verification is required. That process takes at least 6 months, and sometimes more than 5 years.”

“Ah, so the building itself doesn’t take long?”

“Yes. If we grind them like crazy, wouldn’t it take about 3 days?”

“Hmm.”

 

 

Aran nodded as if he understood.

 

 

“But why are you asking this?”

 

He said confidently.

 

 

“Tear down these ramparts. I will raise them again in three days.”

“…Yes?”

“Ahem. I just wanted to say something like that. Anyway, it takes 3 days to design, right?”

“Not necessarily, but…if we grind them like crazy….”

 

In short, that’s assuming that the technicians are not allowed to sleep and only work.

 

 

“Good. I’m sorry to them, but they’ll have to do some work. Keplah, call the technicians and tell them to finish the design of the royal palace in 3 days.”

“…..I will convey the message. But what do you intend to do after that?”

“I will make a castle according to that design.”

 

Keplah pressed down on her frustration and said.

 

 

“Your Highness, there is an order to architecture. It is necessary to dig the ground, make bricks, and pile up stones. If it were possible to just raise the ground like a mountain and build it, no royal palace in any kingdom would have spent a lot of money and time.”

“We’ll see that in 3 days. Keplah, please make sure the design comes out quickly.”

“……I understand. Your Highness.”

 

 

Eventually, Keplah nodded. Cursing the foolish Aran in her heart.”

 

 

 

And three days later,

The design of the royal palace was completed at the cost of all the designers collapsing.

Skilled architects and magicians put their heads together to design ramparts that could protect against all kinds of attacks, and designed the moats and inner castle inside and out, as well as the palace.

 

 

Aran had everyone staying in the Baron’s castle come out, and then stood in front of them and looked at the crude castle.

 

 

“Aran, what’s going on? This older sister didn’t hear properly.”

“It’s too modest. It’s so much that it’s too much. As it is, we’ll just be ignored by other countries. And even if that’s not the case, it’s impossible to accommodate so many people.”

“I know that. What we’re asking is ‘why’ did you tell us to come out.”

“You’ll see.”

 

 

Aran wore a meaningful smile.

 

 

In fact, he attached various reasons, but he simply wanted to use magic. That too, the enormous power of Tier 7.

 

‘I also want to see what the TS genre is like.’

 

 

According to the fairy of subscriptions, when he unleashes Tier 7, he becomes a woman. Of course, it’s not forever, and he returns to being a man when he locks Tier 7.

 

Aran wanted to experience that.

 

 

‘I have to use magic someday anyway, and I have to use the power of Tier 7 someday. So let’s just practice now.’

 

 

He began to draw up mana while rationalizing himself.

 

Deudeudeudeu

 

Before long, the ground shook, and the ground around him cracked and then rejoined repeatedly.

 

“…Aran?”

 

 

When Iliana was surprised by the sudden release of power, a huge power that she had never experienced before swirled around him.

 

 

It was expressed from his body, exceeding the power he originally had, and exceeding the limits of mana.

 

“T,this is……mana is increasing His Highness’s body…!”

 

 

Hancock, Lamias, and Keplah looked at Aran with torn eyes.

They, who could clearly see the flow of mana, saw it.

The huge monster called mana was touching and changing Aran’s body here and there.

 

 

“Eugh…eueueueueu!”

 

 

 

Aran let out a flat groan, feeling an unknown sense of liberation and pain at the same time.

Sweat, which would not come out even if he held four women all night, flowed down.

 

 

 

Kwaaaaaaaa!!

 

 

 

The moment the threshold was exceeded, Aran’s mana capacity was maximized and a huge storm raged.

A yellow pillar of light shot out from him as if piercing the sky, and the clouds burst out in a circle.

At that moment, thunder roared loudly and startled the whole world, and people prostrated themselves on the ground without knowing why.

 

 

“G,God-isiyeo…!”

 

The women, except for his wives, regarded Aran as an agent of God and accepted him in their hearts. All impure hearts seemed to melt away.

 

 

“This can’t be…!”

 

 

Outside the huge yellow pillar of light, it became dark as if the sun, moon, and stars had fallen, and the ground crumpled like paper.

It was truly reminiscent of the end of the world.

 

 

 

 

 

Tok.

 

 

Aran, who had been floating in the air due to the recoil, gently landed on the ground.

She, no, she had long black hair fluttering and arrogant eyes looking down on everyone.

 

“……Aran…?”

 

Iliana wore a dumbfounded face for the first time in a long time.

 

 

She suddenly released her power and caused an absurd cataclysm, and as a result, tens of thousands of views around her became a mess.

The funny thing is that there was no damage to this castle centered on Aran and the village where people lived.

 

 

Above all, her short hair had become long hair that reached her waist, and her flat chest was filled with plump flesh.

And her waist also changed to be slender, unlike a man’s.

 

 

Anyone could see that the person in front of them was a woman.

 

 

“…Behold.”

 

Her lips opened and a woman’s voice with the force of a conqueror flowed out.

 

“My miracle.”

 

 

As Aran reached out her hand towards the castle, it began to scatter into countless powders.

Everyone’s eyes were lifted as if they were about to be plucked out at the absurd sight.

 

 

“Behold.”

 

 

This time, the land where Aran and the people were standing rose into the sky, and the vanished castle site sank heavily, and before long, the land mixed arbitrarily and spewed out minerals. It was carved and became building materials including bricks, and was piled up in the designed shape to form a plausible castle shape.

 

 

“My ability.”

 

 

Everyone stared blankly at the sight.

Nobles, maids, servants, wives, and the three dragons.

 

 

This is no longer in the category of humans.

It should be called the category of God.

 

 

Enjoying those gazes with satisfaction, Aran stretched out both arms to the sides.

 

 

“If you have seen it, worship it. My ability!!”

 

 

Her words spread out as clearly as the words of God.