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Aeorid Empire Year 163-

As soon as I read this sentence, I immediately pressed back.

I thought to myself, please stop writing things like this.

If I had known that I would be possessed by an old-fashioned retail store like this, I would have read it more carefully.

So, well, I became a possessed person who didn’t know the name of the main character, the name of the continent, and even couldn’t remember the title of the novel.

At least I know the name of the empire.

What do you think would be the most damning thing about that situation?

I can’t even remember their faces anymore, but the voices of old family and friends that sometimes sweep through my mind?

The barbarism of nobles who boast about being dukes or marquises?

The absurdity of magic that can tear a person to death with just a snap of a finger?

Well, all that sucks, but the biggest problem for me was boredom.

There was very little for modern people in the 21st century to enjoy in this fantasy world mixed with the medieval and modern times.

There is no internet.

There are no games.

There is no broadcast.

There is a song, but there is no billboard and no iPod.

There is ball games, but there is no Champions League and there is no soccer community.

There are books, but there are no light novels and no web novels!

The only thing I enjoyed was talking and having fun with people, but I didn’t have much of a hobby for that.

Since I was young, when everyone else went to play soccer, I would open a pack of cards by myself.

Thanks to this, the friendship that the original owner of this body, Baron Cantor and Confucius, had built over 10 years was ruined in just one year of possession.

So when the academy scouts came and handed me a letter of recommendation, I cheered.

Because there is finally something interesting in this gray life.

However, one month after entering school, I was once again fiddling with my notebook.

Academy life was completely different from what was seen in the novel.

I couldn’t even discover the secret society that was operating in secret.

Because of my terrible social skills, I couldn’t make talented friends.

There were no hidden pieces that only I could find, and no loop holes that only I could exploit.

Is it really going to end like this?

Just a life as a second-rate wizard who graduated from the academy?

If this is going to happen, I have to avoid that truck at all costs.

Then, in Korea, you play Ttakji, play house, play soldier-

“What are you doing?”

I jumped up and turned around when I heard a woman’s voice coming from behind me.

Straight golden hair, ample breasts.

A purple president’s cape placed on top of the yellow student council uniform.

And now, the academy’s student council president is Lilac Bonnet, Imperial Princess.

“Meet Her Highness the Crown Princess!”

“Ah. I really hate it. Just call me Chairman. Or even a senior is fine.”

“How could that be?”

I bowed my head deeply.

“Even if it’s okay. His name was Colman Cantor, right?”

“Uh… how do you say my name-”

“Because I am the student council president.”

She walked past me with graceful steps and picked up the notebook that was lying on the desk.

no!

But I didn’t have the guts to tell her that it was private and she couldn’t see it.

Lilac’s fingers skimming through the notebook stopped.

She laughed and said.

“Lilac, Imperial Princess. 20 points.

Oh my, I can’t believe I got 20 points.

I thought I was a girl who would get 90 points.”

“Well… that’s not a review of appearance.”

The Crown Princess turned one page.

But this time, I didn’t read the content right away.

She spoke clearly and slowly, as if savoring it.

“Movement 5 inches, Accuracy 7X3, Defense 5X3, Health 10, Base 20mm, Height 2cm.

It’s definitely not a review of looks. What does it mean?”

“Well… Similar to before, I just evaluated the students’ abilities-”

“No, what are inches?”

“It is a unit meaning 2.5cm…”

“Hmm. I don’t think my mobility will be 12cm, but one step will be more than that.”

“At the scale of play…”

I trailed off.

Lilac asked, putting down her notebook.

“Play?”

“There is nothing to worry about. Just childish-”

“Coleman.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“I told you not to call me that. Why are you shy? It’s a note that you put a lot of effort into.

I think it’s sad to be ashamed of something you like.”

It’s sad to be ashamed of something you love.

Those words passed through my heart.

that’s right. I have no reason to be ashamed.

In my past life, I spent tens of millions of won on this game.

In terms of time, we invested thousands of hours.

Because it’s a game worth playing.

“This is a game where you play against a variety of pieces according to the rules on the table.”

“Playing chess together?”

“Yes. However, they move freely according to the distance measured with a ruler rather than a grid, and the abilities of the horses are much more diverse.”

“So my mobility is 12.5cm. You mean you can go that far at once?”

“Yes.”

Only then did the Crown Princess notice the wooden words on my desk.

She lifted one up and held it in front of her eyes.

“Is this what I mean?”

“No. That’s just an ordinary bully.”

“If you play chess, you are a pawn. Still, the description is incredibly detailed.”

“Say… So collecting models is one of the important fun aspects of this game.”

“Hmm.”

Lilac placed the wooden horse, or rather the wooden model, back on the desk with a clicking sound.

She rested her chin and was silent for a moment before opening her mouth.

“Is this a copy of the academy students?”

“Yes. I guess… I heard that there are frequent gang fights between dormitories.

I thought it would be a good idea to make it into a game…”

“Colman Cantor.”

Lilac Bonnet, the imperial princess and student council president of the academy, looked at me and said.

“Let’s do something together with me.”

“Yes?”

“This game. I’ll support you, so let’s make it.”

When I was about to refuse, saying, “How could someone like me-” a voice rang in my ear.

This isn’t just a chance to kill your boredom.

This is a world where miniature games can become major.

There are no computer games in this world.

There are no trading card games.

There are no tabletop role-playing games.

“Colman…?”

“Yes. Let’s try it.”

In a world without ticking or playing house, soldier play is king.