episode_0038

After the war, the Phaeron Empire briefly advised them on what to do in the future. The novel, co-authored by Flimia and Princess Brainy, was titled “The Endless Empire of Slaughter.” Although the battle suited the title of the novel, the result was completely different.

“Truly… thank you very much.”

Briphen, who had successfully reunited with his younger brother, hurriedly came to express his gratitude upon hearing that I was leaving soon, and Sir Tekkeloman, dressed formally as the commander of the knights, also bowed to me in greeting.

“It was an honor to fight alongside Lord Macdarras!”

The voices of people regaining their vitality one by one, the battlefield being rehabilitated, and those dreaming of the future. If I could feel these things in my body, I was sure.

Now, it was time to return.

“Are you leaving right away? It would be better if you stayed for a few more days… until the rehabilitation is somewhat complete, we are planning to hold a celebration then…”

Princess Brainy asked regretfully, and Macdarras nodded his head.

“I have to go. The remaining tasks are for you to handle.”

By the way, Choi Yebin naturally accompanied Macdarras.

If there was something different about their group from before, it was that Flimia was standing next to Macdarras.

“Are you leaving too, Lady Flimia?”

“Yes…”

After much contemplation, Flimia decided to follow Macdarras. She wanted to stay here to help the people of the Kareldean and Phaeron Empires, but mainly because she still found it hard to breathe when she saw the knights of the Kareldean Empire, likely due to post-traumatic stress disorder.

And for some reason, she said that the anxiety disappeared when she was with me.

Grr…

Flimia started to tightly grasp my clothes again. When I comfortingly held her hand, she startled and backed away a few times, but now she was used to me offering my back and waist so that she could comfortably grab my clothes.

“Don’t worry. It’s all over now.”

Fleemia nodded. When Macderas cast the Administrator Warp function, a huge circle appeared in the air as if it could swallow everything in an instant.

Suddenly, Brainy urgently approached me as if something had occurred to her and spoke.

“Oh right… I didn’t tell you my community nickname. It’s a fixed nickname, and it’s ‘Queen’ in English.”

“King?”

“Not king, it’s queen… Queen…”

Macderas smiled at Brainy, who spoke each letter in English, in a way that now seemed easy to talk about in such a light atmosphere.

“Macderas, if you ever need my help, feel free to ask. Whether it’s replying to comments or… Oh right. Can that administrator send messages to users? Could you open a chat room with that?”

“Just wait.”

After Macderas clicked the air a few times, the chat room opened.

Queen: Can you see this?

Administrator: Yep, I can see it.

Brainy looked at me with a slightly puzzled expression and asked.

“Why do you speak differently in the community when you usually speak well?”

“Everyone wears a mask in anonymous spaces.”

“Ugh…”

Although Brainy sighed, she brightened up.

“Can we keep in touch often?”

“Do you have something to say?”

“No… I just thought you might be curious about how the Phaibron Empire will move forward, so I wanted to share some news.”

“Feel free. But I might not be able to see it because I get too many messages from everywhere.”

“Well… understood.”

With that short farewell, just as Macderas was about to move through the portal.

Seemingly having thought of something, Macderas whispered to Brainy.

After hearing what he said, Brainy Princess asked him in confusion.

“Huh? Why would you want me to write that…?”

“Because the kids in Milsogael seem to think I’m too weird. I asked Choi Ye-bin before and heard people saying I deleted my sub-account.”

“Um… I understand…”

Though Brainy replied uneasily, Macderas laughed brightly.

“If the opportunity arises, next time, pussy.”

[Using the Administrator Warp function, we move back to the starting point, ‘The Untalented Wizard Dreams of Becoming a Great Wizard.’]

So, the long fight has finally ended.

— — —

When I came back, the first thing I did was check the Myeolso (a type of online community) gallery. When I checked the posts, I saw a noticeable name.

[Queen]

Title: The administrator is an extremely handsome alpha male.

Body: Seriously, can you see that it’s a verified account? It’s not an administrator sub-account.

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – Can the administrator create multiple verified accounts?

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – It’s really annoying. The administrator didn’t show up on the gallery for a while, and now created another sub-account?

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – This crazy guy is messing with the gallery management at this time. He’s doing ridiculous things.

Unintentionally, Brainy was being hoodwinked, but so what? I satisfactorily pressed the recommend button on the post.

An alert popped up, and when I checked, it was a message from Brainy.

Queen: MacDerris-nim… You asked me to upload it, but the comments are too harsh…

Administrator: Endure it. It’s natural for real men to dislike extremely handsome alpha males.

Queen: It doesn’t seem to be because of that… Can’t I just take it down? It’s too effeminate.

Administrator: Is my compliment effeminate?

Queen: No… The wording is just too explicit… It’s not like a child…

Administrator: Hm… This is a bit awkward.

MacDerris went into Brainy’s post list and registered one of the posts as a popular post.

Popular Post List

[Queen: The administrator is an extremely handsome alpha male.]

Instantly increasing number of dislikes and critical comments. Brainy urgently sought me in the chat room.

Queen: Oh no! I made a mistake! Please take it down! Please! I can’t delete the post! Please!

Note that if it’s not the administrator, editing or deleting the post in the popular post list is not possible.

As a punishment for being embarrassed by my praise, Brainy was subjected to 24 hours in the popular post list. She sent me various messages in the chat, but I didn’t bother to check.

While engaging in online activities for a long time, I received a message from Love Peace.

love peace: Administrator! Why are you coming back now? You should have contacted me first! I’ve been waiting!

Administrator: Ah, sorry, I was busy.

love peace: While you were away, I managed the board well! Please praise me!

Manager: Thanks, well done. By the way, you have the academy entrance exam soon, right? When you go next time, I’ll make sure to bring a magic book.

love peace: Really?! That’s so great then! Just come before next month!

Manager: Ok

The reason for assigning a sub-administrator was not different.

As she was engaged in a war in Fleamia’s novel, she had no time to access the gallery. Therefore, she temporarily granted love peace, whom she knew somewhat, administrator privileges. For your information, love peace is a sub-administrator, and the sub-administrator’s authority only includes the ability to delete other people’s posts or to temporarily or permanently ban them.

Even with those limited functions, she seemed to be working hard in her own way.

However, for some reason, the gallery was flooded with stories about love peace, contrary to her proud reaction.

[Ok]

Title: Damn it… Stop banning…

Body: Blocking profanity 35 times, are you kidding? Why do you keep blocking on an hourly basis? If that’s the case, just give a permanent ban. I really can’t stand this crappy gallery behavior.

ㄴ love peace – The administrator said not to use permanent bans recklessly. But swearing is bad! You’re banned again! Reflect for an hour!

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – Someone please stop this guy. The gallery might explode at this rate.

ㄴ love peace – No one can stop you! And being banned for an hour won’t make the gallery explode! I’m protecting the peace of the gallery!

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – Ugh… damn… seriously…

Users who seemed unable to even spit out profanity looked pitiful. Checking love peace’s ban list, it showed a whopping 2007 bans. It was a figure that could indicate what had happened in just a few days. A situation that raised suspicions of indiscriminate banning. I immediately sent a chat to love peace.

Manager: I’m revoking your sub-administrator privileges.

love peace: Huh…? Why!

love peace: Administrator? Suddenly, the ban function isn’t working! Return my…my privileges! I was working hard! I was protecting the peace of the gallery…!

The nickname of Love Peace quickly turned gray, and soon the people in the gallery began to raise their glasses.

ㅇㅇ – Wow, that jerk finally got banned from the site.

[ㅇㅇ]

Title: You can curse as much as you want now. Ban Love Peace again, mother-in-law.

Body: Ban for an hour, you son of a b****.

ㄴ love peace – I can’t ban anymore because the admin function is gone…

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – Look at this guy, he’s sulking differently than before lol

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – Banned!

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – Now what can you do other than reading our comments and whining?

ㄴ love peace – I can’t do anything anymore…

[3 users have been blocked for 24 hours.]

No matter how strange his actions were, Love Peace was someone who listened to my requests and managed diligently. The direction was wrong, but the effort was commendable. Therefore, those who deeply insulted her were blocked.

Leaving behind the burning gallery, I checked the newly acquired abilities.

[Leader], [Selective Penalty Release], [Insight], [Possession], [Memory Inheritance]

With many useful things now available, if I were to warp into another novel in the future, there would be plenty of options. Especially notable was the Selective Penalty Release function. This function allows the forced removal of desired penalties within the ability.

For example, even if magic use was prohibited for 24 hours due to the side effects of Administrator Warp, using this function could partially remove the penalty. Although I didn’t know the range and power, the fact that the risk burden when warping had significantly decreased remained unchanged.

Now, I didn’t have to worry about being ambushed by correctional measures no matter where I warped. There were also functions like Possession, but I judged that there was no particular reason to possess another character, so I didn’t find it necessary to use.

Setting aside the other things because they were intuitive, I carefully examined the Leader function.

[Leader: Provides information helpful for scenario progression.]

“Provides information helpful for scenario progression…”

It was an ambiguous meaning. The people of Myeolso-gael are all those who have been possessed. Therefore, it could be said that they are the ones living out the scenario. But what about me? I wander around various novels. Can there be a fixed scenario in wandering through multiple novels?

“Well, different kinds of magic work in each other’s worlds, and there were many things that couldn’t be known… a scenario… I’ll find out someday.”

I decided not to think deeply about it right now. After all, even if I rack my brain, it’s not something I can know. Instead, I confirmed the function of the guide. The guide function was to provide information.

[A possessor who needs you exists. Would you like to confirm the information?]

When I clicked on the message floating in the air, someone’s name immediately appeared.

[trying man]

No other information came up.

I started searching the gallery to find the person’s information. There was one user who used this nickname as a fixed one.

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Even though the person didn’t seem to be very active, the nickname felt familiar somehow. It would become clear why when looking at the person’s post list.

But I couldn’t check trying man’s posts. It was because someone knocked from outside.

“Come in.”

When I opened the door, I saw Choi Ye-bin in pajamas and Flimia, who was peeking her face behind her.

They were put in the same room to get along. Since the room was over 100 square meters, there were individual spaces, so I thought there wouldn’t be any discomfort. However, judging by Flimia’s expression, it seemed that wasn’t the only reason.

“What’s wrong?”

Worried that the two had fought, I asked, but Flimia couldn’t say anything, and Choi Ye-bin spoke instead.

“It’s scary. She says she feels anxious when MacDeras is not in sight.”

I walked towards her, leaving the Myeolso-gael window open for a moment, and asked her.

“This place is safer than anywhere else. To exaggerate a bit, all the knights from the novel you possessed couldn’t conquer this place even if they attacked together. So don’t worry and go to sleep quickly.”

Flimia shook her head from side to side.

“I know that, but… I feel uneasy when MacDarras is out of sight…”

I rescued her on the battlefield and comforted her whenever she was anxious, so it seemed like I had become a means of relieving her anxiety.

I looked at the girl with pity.

“What should I do?”

Philemia grabbed my sleeve as usual and spoke.

“Today… can’t we sleep together…?”

I quietly looked at her. Anxious, trembling eyes. Dilating pupils. Beads of cold sweat. Trembling arms and legs.

Sadly, it seemed that she had been greatly damaged by the war.