Chapter Index

    “Kuhm.”

    Grandpa avoided my eyes.

    ‘what… ‘

    Sisters who are as old as my granddaughters ask me cute things like that, so it wouldn’t be strange for them to take turns with unattractive men.

    I smiled and walked away.

    Tyran became a celebrity within the Dukedom. In a good way.

    I became close to people starting from the smallest details.

    Like fixing a broken table to make it look even better.

    Like taking care of soldiers’ weapons.

    If I were to pick out every little detail, there were so many that it would be endless.

    He really worked on various parts of the castle.

    Marian’s there. ‘Grandpa Tyran. ‘Can you make our duchy castle into diamonds?’ and what a bewildered expression he made at that time.

    “Tyran. These garden shears! It was sharp enough to cut a log!”

    After greeting Marian, the gardener followed suit and bowed to Tyran.

    “Good job.”

    Marian looked at that and walked ahead. Even torturing someone who is so easy to become friends with.

    ‘What do you mean, a villain?’

    “It’s peaceful.”

    When I first came back with Tyran, there was chaos. The vassals made a fuss, saying that she had brought the legendary dwarf.

    She was bothered and said, ‘I came and picked it up.’ He answered roughly.

    The problem is that Tyran accidentally started a ‘slave auction.’ It was her ceaseless efforts and cuteness to stop the Duke who went on a rampage saying he would find out the truth.

    ‘…I feel dizzy just thinking about it.’

    Marian shook her head and looked at Tyran who was following her.

    Even though he pretended to be solemn, he looked happy to anyone who saw him with his beard trembling.

    As she expected, Tyran was happy. Although he was prepared that he might never be able to hold a hammer again, he was able to work as much as he wanted in such an excellent environment. All the food and alcohol served to him was of the highest quality, and no one criticized or criticized him.

    ‘It’s difficult to gather such good people.’

    I guess everyone gathered there after seeing that young lady.

    “Why are you doing that?”

    Marian tilted her head.

    “Arrived.”

    Tyran’s destination was the Knights.

    It is like a black alter ego for the knights. The popularity of Tyran, who made the sword, was enormous.

    “Thailand Elder! Next is my sword. Would you like my sword too?”

    “Elderly Tyran. Can I do it too?”

    Jane carefully raised her hand among the crowd of knights.

    “Jane?”

    “Yes, yes!”

    Jane’s eyes lit up when she was called.

    “Okay, let’s make it for you first.”

    Tyran’s favoritism was very consistent.

    “Wow! Thank you!”

    Marian looked at him with suspicious eyes and shook her head.

    ‘Well, I’m going to make everything, so wouldn’t the order be good?’

    “So what do you have to show me?”

    The knights brought a chair prepared for her, saying that the young lady’s legs should not hurt, and Marian sat down and nodded her head.

    “Claude, please come out.”

    Tyran smiled and gestured. To his thick-eyed eyes, Marian’s every action was cute.

    “Yes. Elderly.”

    The appearance of Claude, who appears majestically as if he had been told in advance, really suited an actor rather than a knight.

    Wow, the sword he pulled out was loud just to look at it. The overall yellow color… .

    Marian narrowed her eyes.

    “Grandpa, does that mean that if you swing it, electricity will go out or something like that?”

    It was a questionable tone, but the knights swallowed their breath and looked at the sword and then at her.

    “No, how on earth?!”

    “As expected, our young lady… !”

    Their eyes looked like they were looking at a prophet.

    ‘No, a yellow sword appearing at such a time is a cliche!’

    Marian shook her head.

    “As expected, young lady. You have great insight, Mr. Jin, come out.”

    “Yes, elderly person.”

    Jin, the red-haired vice-captain, was holding a sword reminiscent of flames.

    “That must be fire.”

    As Marian spoke indifferently, Tyran shook his head as if he was happy.

    “Do you understand? Prominence is activated when you say the starter word.”

    “Ohhh!”

    The knights began cheering as if they had planned it in advance.

    “Then what about that?”

    Marian narrowed her eyes.

    ‘Is it rechargeable? The method of absorbing nature’s mana… once a day may be the limit, but it is possible to activate class 7 magic without consumption.’

    Their cheers were not strange either.

    “There is a saying that seeing once is better than hearing a hundred times, Mr. Claude, demonstrate.”

    Tyran laughed and shook his head. From the looks of it, it seemed to be the first sword he made.

    “Okay!”

    Claude’s sword flashes. Sparks crackle as he raises his sword. The sky turned pitch black.

    Soon, a flashing cloud of thunder spread beyond the training ground and wide enough to cover the castle walls.

    *

    “Oh.”

    I was involuntarily impressed. This was truly at the level of great magic.

    “You used the highest grade ether?”

    “That’s right! You can use it once a day without spending any money on it. Of course, that is the maximum output, and in addition to that, if the sword is manufactured with the highest priority on strength and magic conductivity and used by a master-level swordsman, its power is…”

    As I listened to the long explanation, I looked up at the pitch-black sky. So, it’s already covering about a quarter of our castle. If we don’t get rid of it soon, the people of the territory will be surprised. It’s probably already too late.

    “What are you doing?”

    I bobbed my head as I looked at the lightning clouds flashing as if they were about to rain down lightning at any moment.

    “Should I get rid of that?”

    “Well, that is…”

    Claude’s complexion turned pale. He looks quite embarrassed as even his pupils are shaking wildly.

    “…Cough!”

    It seems like the grandfather even heard of an example.

    I glanced at the two people with a blank face.

    “I really want to, but you don’t mean to say that I can’t get rid of it or something stupid like that, right?”

    “Elder, how do I get rid of that?”

    Claude ran towards Tyran at lightning speed, and he.

    “big, ah. So that’s it. I can’t wait to show it to my lady, so that’s it. So, take the young lady together…”

    I used the young lady’s chance.

    “Yes. Okay, Grandpa, you’re being quite foolish.”

    “…!”

    Tyran’s eyes trembled slightly as he heard her making a fuss while trying to please Marian. This would be the expression on a grandfather’s face when he tried to be praised by his beloved granddaughter but was told that it was vain.

    I looked at him with salty eyes and walked away.

    no wonder. This is why they were caught by humans.

    “Dispel Masic.”

    When she waved her hand, the cloud disappeared in an instant.

    “Oh…! As expected, girl!”

    I looked at the sword while listening to the cheers of the knights. Even so, isn’t this really a joke? It’s a great magic that surpasses class 7.

    ‘Do you really want to go to war?’

    * * *

    Only after June did the frozen ground thaw and green sprouts began to sprout.

    By the Marquis of Weyr.

    Sasha paced around the room nervously.

    It was an opportunity to secure a huge offering due to the continued cold spell.

    According to their expectations, at least 10,000 materials should have been secured due to this unexpected disaster, which could be called an unprecedented disaster.

    However, this time too, their expectations were spectacularly wrong. As the cold spell lasted longer, we expected to collect more than 100,000 offerings instead of 10,000, but not only in the west but also in the east and north.

    “It has decreased…”

    A cheerful voice is heard from beyond the communication port.

    [That’s right. How can I, not only people who freeze to death, but also people who starve to death? First of all, the starting point seems to be the West. Is this really the invention of the genius princess of the Gong family?]

    They chattered happily about news that was tantamount to disaster for them.

    ‘Princess… princess again.’

    Sasha, who was talking about what she was saying, was out of her mind.

    […More than that, owner, are you okay?]

    Sasha’s eyes turned to the bedroom at the sound of a worried voice that could be heard even through the communication port. There was the Marquis of Weir, as thin as a mummy.

    “…not good. A sacrifice is needed, but let alone medicine to give to Yuri, there is not even a sacrifice to maintain the Marquis’ magical energy. It is natural.”

    To them, the Marquis was like a benefactor and father. He gathered young orphans and raised them as if they were his own children. He started getting weird 11 years ago, no. Maybe this was the purpose from the beginning.

    ‘Because he is also a nobleman.’

    Sasha laughed helplessly.

    It has been more than a week since the Marquis of Weir was unable to open his eyes.

    It was no exaggeration to say that most of the organization was already run by Sasha.

    ‘Even if the situation is bad, it’s too bad.’

    For some reason, the signals of the gang members operating in the north began to be cut off.

    Even the sacrifices that had been procured through Perun were no longer available. The emperor suddenly mobilized all his knights and pushed Perun away.

    ‘It was clear that the emperor was protecting Perun.’

    In the aftermath, several members of Sasha’s organization were also affected.

    ‘-Luckily, I don’t think I got caught.’

    Sasha bit her nails.

    “What did you say?”

    [What are you saying? I asked you if you were okay?]

    “…”

    Sasha looked around. The Marquis’ bedroom was very simple. All that was there was an antique desk and the pitch black hardcover book on it was stained as if dark red paint had been spilled on it.

    *

    After completing the communication, Chloe sighed and leaned back in her chair.

    “Of course, this would be wrong.”

    But if it weren’t for him, he wouldn’t have been alive or could have been comfortable in such a good environment.

    ‘okay. At the very least, as long as he’s alive, let’s do whatever he wants.’

    She thought of the Marquis like her father.

    Knock knock.

    “Yes~”

    The person who opened the door and came in was the magic tower owner. He explained the contractual relationship between the Magic Tower and the dukedom.

    “What do you think, Miss Chloe? Are you going to the duke castle too?”

    “…well, ”

    Chloe’s hands trembled.

    ‘want to go.’

    She, too, was a wizard and wanted to meet the princess who wrote the Book of Marian.

    ‘But I am a sinner.’

    In her conscience, she couldn’t bear to go that far.

    Even now, I am not doing any direct work using the princess’s grimoire as an excuse.

    What Chloe did was share the communication tool she had developed with the organization and provide some consultation.

    ‘I’m a bitch.’

    Chloe blamed herself.

    I couldn’t help my childhood friends enthusiastically, nor could I betray them, so I just watched. I tried to speak brightly so as not to reveal my thoughts.

    “Of course, a talented person like you will do well wherever she goes. I am also happy to have you, who is like my granddaughter, by my side, but wouldn’t it be better for someone of similar age to go there if possible?”

    “I’ll think about it.”

    Her name is Chloe Minerva. He was a researcher whose name was engraved on the tower at an unprecedentedly young age in the history of the Magic Tower.

    Engrave your name on the tower. In other words, she was given a full floor of the huge magic tower beyond her personal laboratory, and her official command was the 5 elders of the magic tower.

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