The Chronicles of a Lost Man in His Forties Founding a Nation ~Commonsense is Hindering Me From Becoming TUEE~ Chapter 49-55

Neib Koval was born in a mansion in Lelis 45 years ago.

His father was a noble from the Kingdom of Liuus. However, because he liked the urban life, he spent more than half of his life behind the city's walls.

When the Kingdom of Liuus, which used to control the area around Lake Liuus, fell apart from civil war, the city of Lelis became the stage for several military clashes.

The mansion that Neib Koval had lived in since young suffered attacks from both rioters and robbers. Due to his father having been an absolute failure at administering to the people of his fiefdom, he himself was also often showered with resentment on his father's behalf.

Growing up within such circumstances fostered within him a selfish personality that saw others as nothing but tools.

In spite of that, if only he had never come across that thing. After Lelis gained its independence, he could very well have turned out a run-of-the-mill noble capable of making realistic decisions every now and then.

The outbreak of Shadow Demons 10 years ago, though not large enough in scale to be called a Bleed, left deep scars upon the various cities of the Liuus Union.

At the time, having already succeeded the title of Baron from his father, he participated in the fight against the Shadow Demons as a member of Lelis' defence force.
Of course, he never went to the front lines in person, but he did fulfil the bare minimum of his duty.

Eventually, thanks to the efforts of the Carbanera Knight Order, the Adventurer's Guild, the Magician's Guild, and the 「War Tribe」, the Shadow Demon nest was destroyed.

A few months after that, the Koval House received a queer offering from one of the villages neighboring Lelis that was, in name, under their control.

"What is this. It's creepy."

The Baron's reaction was only natural, as it was the skull of a Small Demon. Its black surface was so glossy that it almost looked wet. He could not discern whether this was painted on or if it was the skull's actual color.

"Indeed it is. No one would even think of putting something like this up for display, would they."

His faithful, elderly steward's words was common sense and also only natural. However, something in there touched a string in his heart.

The moment he peered suspiciously into the gaping eye sockets, he thought he saw a faint golden flicker in its depths.

"Hou, is that so. Then I will purposely leave it on hand. It seems more stylish than a common sculpture, does it not?"

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The Baron left the Shadow Demon skull in his bedroom, which led to a small change in his heart.

He became able to recognize the evil intentions lurking within everybody's gazes. He also became able to hear the malicious gossip being whispered about him in places beyond his sight.

It took almost no time at all for this small change to bring about great distortion.

3 days later, he came to view all humans as clumps of malice out to scorn and torment himself. He could no longer believe the fact that he himself was a human.

7 days later, he had fostered such affinity for the anti-human race of Shadow Demons that he offered his own blood to the skull.

Finally, 10 days later, he invited a Demonist priest to his mansion.

"I was convinced that you of all people would understand the Shadow Demons' glorious mission."

"Ahh…… the repulsive beings known as humans must be eradicated, no matter the cost."

The priest was the Village Head of the village that had sent the Shadow Demon skull to the Baron. That village had apparently been completely converted to Demonism ever since the Baron's father's time.

"However, we still need to gather a far greater amount of power in order to eradicate the humans. To that end, you must seize power in Lelis."

"That goes without saying. So far, I've only thought of securing a safe life for myself. From now on, though, I will seriously aim to kick down those merchant bastards."

"To that end, use these as you please."

What the priest offered to the Baron this time was 5 dark elves.

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Using his dark elves as assassins, the Baron surreptitiously expanded his own power.

With advice from the priest, the Baron took only the most inconspicuous moves. With that said, though, more than 10 of his political enemies eventually succumbed to accidental deaths. Because he was employing such superior yet completely loyal assassins, even the Thieves' Guild did not notice what he was doing.

However, even with his barony's history, historic customs, and financial capital, it took him 10 years to rise to the top position of the Noble Faction. In the meantime, he mercifully led every single person in his household, beginning with his steward, down the path to becoming fervent Demonists.

During that entire time, he never once failed to uphold the monthly ritual that the priest had taught him. The bottom of the underground lake that was the ritual site became filled with countless numbers of human bones.

Everything was going smoothly.

When he finally got to starting preparations for wresting the seat of Council Chairman from the eyesore Zatou Braus, he showed up.

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The Baron was ecstatic upon hearing from the priest that a new Shadow Demon nest had appeared close to Yuule Village.

But a mere few days later, that nest was wiped out by a single man. His joy was immediately replaced by rage and hatred.

Being able to easily destroy a Shadow Demon nest with that strange 「wizardry」 of his…… such an existence must not be tolerated.

"Even if we have to stake our lives, we must kill the man, Gio Margils, without fail."

"Say no more. Destroying that which destroys Shadow Demons is the mission of us Demonists."

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The first opportunity was when Margils, who had gone to the trouble of coming to Lelis himself, was meeting with the Council Chairman.

The most excellent pawn in his hand was capable of easily infiltrating the Council Hall. So it seemed a great idea to poison the two of them together.

If both of them died from that, then that was that. If only the Council Chairman died, he could frame Margils as the culprit. The same went for the other way round.

In the one in a million chance that they both survived, there would naturally still be friction and distrust between the two of them. Or at least, that was how it was supposed to have panned out.

The actual result was that both Margils and the Council Chairman survived. But rather than friction, the incident helped the two of them to gain even more trust in each other.
Taken back at the report from his pawn, he rushed to the Council Hall to look at Margils from afar, but all he saw was a common, mediocre, dime-a-dozen middle-aged man. What kind of a joke was this?!

Either way, he understood that Margils could not be killed with any conventional method.

Even though he sent his other pawns in an attempt to take hostage people close to Margils, they failed because of an 'an invisible devil' or 'a female devil made of wind' or some other bullshit.

If a small number of elites can't finish the job, then how about numbers. So thinking, he hired all of the trash around the streets, but they were obstructed by an even greater number of city guards and adventurers.

Then he was informed that a female magician that he had already considered an enemy from a while back was also close to Margils. But when he sent his pawns to her, they were once again foiled by adventurers.

Right when he was laying low, trying to think of a new plan, he received a report that adventurers and city guards are scouring the entire city for information about his pawns.

Up to now, there had been times when city guards or adventurers had directed gazes of suspicion towards himself, but he had deftly diverted them all.

This time, however, was different. A strange light burned in their eyes, and they were as persistent and tenacious about it as if they were seeking revenge against a generations-long clan enemy. Furthermore, even the Thieves' Guild, with whom they had a tacit non-aggression relationship, were now also crawling through the underground routes in hot pursuit.

(T/N: The power of money lol.)

Lelis had been nothing more than a huge canvas for his malicious intellect to freely weave plots and intrigues on. But before he knew it, it had already turned into a cage that locked him in and was trying to corner him.

By the time he came to that realization, it was too late. The rumor that he was a Demonist had already flooded the streets, and his mansion fell under double and triple surveillance by guards and adventurers and even nosy onlookers. He could not take even a step outside.

According to the information that his pawns barely managed to get to him, every single one of these movements had been due to orders from that Margils.

"Baron, now that things have become like this, there is nothing more that we can do. Let us at least perform the last ritual."

"...... Damn you, Margils! Exactly who on earth is that guy?"

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Even before they heard the cheers raised by the crowd outside the mansion, he and the priest and his pawns had already reached the ritual site by the underground lake.

"If we only had five more years, we would have been able to resurrect the Demon God, but……"

"How many hundreds of people do you think we've already sacrificed? This much should be more than enough to wipe them all out."

"Indeed, so we hope."

So mutters the priest regretfully while looking at the skull sitting on the altar beside the lake shore, which had been 'nurtured' to three times its original form.

However, he still brought himself to kneel before the altar and began to chant in prayer.

In response to the priest's voice, ripples appeared on the surface of the skull, causing shivers to run down all of their spines.

At that moment.

With city guards and adventurer parties in tow, that man — Gio Margils — showed up.

"...... T-, to think that you yourself would come all the way here, wizard Gio Margils……!"

Seeing the target of his hatred right in front of his eyes, the man who had controlled the guards and everyone else into cornering himself, the Baron's voice trembled slightly.

If he hadn't been wearing a hood, surprise and ecstatic joy would have been clearly visible on his haggard face.

"It seems that we've finally met the Baron, Wizard-dono."

The Baron heard the wizard's adventurer companion whispering to him, but it was of no matter.

For as of just then, the priest had finished his prayer.

"At, at the very end, did you want to deal the final blow yourself? It seems that it is fame that you seek, Margils! But that pride shall be your downfall!"

"A-, ahem. Baron Koval, is it? You already have nowhere to run to. Will you quietly turn yourself in?"

"Saying such meaningless things!!!!!"

Clack, clack, clack.

As if in response to the Baron's shriek, the jaw of the skull laying on the altar began to rattle furiously, while steam began gushing out of the depths of its eye sockets.

"Wha-, what's going on?!"

"Sha-, Shadow Demon?!"

"It's moving……! You're kidding me, right?"

At the start, it was just a small skull.

But after diligently 'nurturing' it by painting it with the blood and flesh of living sacrifices and offering prayers of hatred to it every single month……

The puny city guards and greedy adventurers alike fell back in fear, flustered.

The thought of sending out his pawns did cross the Baron's mind, but the best thing to do here was of course to offer them all to the Shadow Demon as living sacrifices.

"Right now! Right here! With the Demon God that we had spent 10 years nurturing! All for the sake of destroying you! And this detestable town! And every single human in existenceee!!!!"

Bubbling mud began flowing out from the inside of the altar, taking form as twisting and writhing limbs.

The golden light within the skull's eye socket shone even brighter than the moon in a decidedly ominous manner.

"What the hell, why is a Shadow Demon……"

"Is, is it a golem?"

"Hii…… hiiiiii……"

Within a brief moment lasting less than 10 seconds, it had turned into a grotesque figure resembling neither spider nor crustacean that towered more than twice a human's height.

Buried in its center, naturally, is the skull, which was clearly serving as its core.

At the tip of four of its limbs glittered pincers and claws the length of longswords.

And above all else, it emanated such terrible hatred that even the priest who had nurtured it felt his blood draining from his face.

"KyuOOoooo……! GiRIuuuooo……!"

The high-pitched cry that sounded like pieces of metal grating together seemed almost capable of slicing up people's hearts.

Even that Margils, who had mysterious powers completely beyond his ken, was merely standing stock-still and just muttering to himself.

Neib Koval was sure beyond a doubt.

"This! This Demon God! It is my other self! My real self! With it, I condemn this world that looked down upon me!"

"GyaAAahh!"

Hearing a thud, the Baron looked over to see that the skull — no, the Demon God — had sliced up the priest from top to bottom with a pair of pincers.

However, the Baron no longer cared about even that……

"[Destruction]."

Margils, who had been struck both immobile and speechless by fear (or so he had been pretending) suddenly raised his staff, from which a small white bead of light flew out. The light touched the Demon God.

Without causing an explosion, the light simply dived straight into the body of the Demon God……

"Kyu…… GyukyUUuu…………?!"

The next instant.

The large body with a grotesque shape and numerous limbs began falling apart from the inside.

No thunderous roar. No shockwave.

Like a ice sculpture that got smashed into smithereens by a giant hammer, the jet black Demon God simply became several tens of fragments, then a thousand, then mere dust, then …… simply disappeared without a trace.

"Wha-......-t............"

So ended Baron Neib Koval's secret manipulations within the shadows of the city of Lelis.

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Chapter 49: The Lifting of the Fog (Part 2)

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"U, u, UOOOHHHH!!"

"Awesome, awesome, awe~SOME!"

"A single blow against such a gigantic Shadow Demon!"

It looks like [Destruction] worked properly in pulverizing that monster.

What a relief.

The city guards and adventurers are so hyped that they are roaring out at the top of their lungs.

That gigantic Shadow Demon had felt several times more dangerous than even the Rock Demons that I had seen in the Shadow Demon nest. Having suddenly been released from that heavy bloodthirst, I can understand the adventurers and guards being a bit high.

"The power of your magic is every bit as absurd as the rumors claim…..."

"...... I don't know what rumors are out there, but at least what you just saw was real. Though it wasn't magic, but wizardry."

Even the voice of Gad, the experienced adventurer Leader, is filled with heat. The Carbanera knights had responded the same way when we subjugated the Shadow Demon nest. Does this make me seem like someone who likes advertising his own name? Well, I guess I am trying to spread my name, so I suppose there's no helping that.

But this is not the time to daze out thinking about such things.

"By means of this spell, may 108 living beings within my field of sight be paralyzed. [Greater Hold]."

I use a spell to paralyze all of the black hooded people, who seem as shocked as Baron Koval. They all fall down due to suddenly being robbed of their movement, but I hope they'll bear with at least this much.

"...... Capture them all! Draw back their hoods!"

Coming back to his senses, the city guards' commanding officer barks out an order. At that, the guards rush towards the black hoods.

"Carefully investigate every inch of the place! There might be escape routes or traps, so stay on your toes!"

"You got it!"

Gad and the other adventurers undertake the searching of the vicinity, making full use of their skills.

I myself also keep a sharp eye on the surroundings and the remains of the pulverized Shadow Demon statue for a while, but don't notice any particular problems.

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"Uaa….. uaaaghh……"

When all the hoods were removed, the city guards confirmed that the the leader who had been manipulating(?) the gigantic Shadow Demon was indeed Baron Koval.

Just like Jyagul had been after being de-petrified, the Baron was no longer in a state where conversation was possible. Seeing the dim golden flicker within his eyes, I tried to use my ESP Medal on him, but only learned that the Shadow Demon influence had reached very deep into his heart.

I suspect that he did not begin worshipping the Shadow Demons on his own volition.

The city guards did not recognize the man who had been cut up by the gigantic Shadow Demon's pincers. One of the adventurers, however, claimed that he resembled the Village Head of a village under the Koval House's rule. Considering the fact that he had been the one offering prayers in front of the altar, he was most likely one of the main perpetrators as well.

The rest were, as expected, dark elf girls.

With dark tanned skin in common, each and every one of them were young ladies with their own characteristic charm.

All of them were in a completely emotionless doll-like state, exactly like Leiha had been. Their fully golden eyes indicated that they had already been completely brainwashed.

Although I had only prepared 1 charge of [Curse Break], I thought about trying to dispel the brainwashed status of all them with [Dispel Magic]. While [Curse Break] is a single-target spell, [Dispel Magic] erases all effects due to wizardry within a certain radius, so it is very convenient spell.

"............?!"

"What's going on?!"

"Gah…… gafu…… guhooh?!"

"Oi……?"

Therefore, I tried [Dispel Magic] on Baron Koval and the dark elves all at once.

The very moment the Shadow Demon influence was eliminated from the inside, the Baron's body began twitching so violently that it seemed his spine would almost snap…… then he died.

Based on my knowledge from TRPGs and fantasy works, the Shadow Demon curse must have already fused with his life, such that when the curse was removed, his life also went with it.

But still.

Despite the fact that he was the one who plotted harm against myself and Mora and the rest, I still felt a bit depressed about letting someone die.

Since if I had been able to safely undo his brainwashing, he might have become able to live a normal life again……

As for the dark elves, they merely lost consciousness, but seemed otherwise fine. Judging by the color of their eyes, it seemed like they had even deeper under Shadow Demon influence though. Perhaps the depth of the brainwashing and the strength of the relationship to Shadow Demons are two separate factors.

I'm sorry to the Baron, and I can't say this out loud due to ethical reasons, but…… if I'm honest with myself, I would probably have been much more depressed if it was these girls who died instead of the Baron……

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"Per your command, the dark elves will be transferred to the medical center for treatment, after which then they will be imprisoned."

"It seems like there really isn't anything else around here."

Hearing the city guards' commanding officer and Gad's report, I can finally breathe easy.

Though they said there's nothing, there are still lots of things that the city guards will have to dedicate time and manpower to examining later on, such the documents inside the mansion related to Demonism worship and the human remains piled up around the ritual grounds.

Even though Baron Koval and the priest-like man are both dead, we do not know for sure that there are no more Demonists in Lelis. The investigation needs to be thorough and, depending on the situation, my help might be needed again.

Whether everything is truly over will depend on the results of their investigation.

But still, this has now given me a slight bit of peace of mind.

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The rest of the time I spent in Lelis were head-spinningly busy.

The very day we failed to apprehend Baron Koval (though everyone calls it 'successfully defeating Baron Koval'), I had to participate in a joint meeting with the Council Chairman, Adventurer's Guild guildmaster, Magician's Guild guildmaster, and the Garrison Commander in regards to our next move.

I personally wish to build a strong friendship with the city of Lelis. The Council Chairman, being who he is, was worried that the scandal of such a well-known personage being revealed as a Demonist would turn into censure against the Council.

The countermeasure that we came up with was to use the trial of the dark elves. I would take that chance to explain the incident to the citizens, and to appeal to them the fact that the Council had done everything in its power to resolve the situation.

When we promised to share some of the credit with the magicians and adventurers, the two guildmasters also agreed to go along with the plan (though I didn't bother digging into Heldol's inner thoughts).

As there were still 10 more days before the trial, I stayed at Irudo's mansion and spent the time cooperating with the investigation and going around greeting the various powerbrokers in the city.

The encounter that left the deepest impression on me was, as can be expected, the talk with Count Andel of the Council's Noble Faction. In other words, Claura's grandfather.

The obese elder who was unlike his granddaughter in every way possible remained in jovial spirits the entire time. Apparently he had had a very bad relationship with Baron Koval, despite being fellow nobles in the same party.

"This is the best that I've felt in the past 10 whole years! Wizard-dono! How about riding this flow and marrying into my family and taking over all of Lelis?!"

"...... I'm afraid I have to respectfully decline."

According to Claura, who I had never seen this vexed, and her younger brother, their grandfather was a typical power grabber who had been at odds with the Council Chairman for long years. Well, as long as it's not related to Demonists or assassins or the like, then he can do as he likes.

The younger brother was a handsome young man who resembled Claura more, but even he displayed a strangely friendly attitude towards me.

"Margils-sama, did my sister also pull your ear? My sister doesn't do that to people that she doesn't care about at all, so……"

He whispered lots of similar such things to me.

Does that mean that in Claura's eyes, I'm unreliable like a younger brother? Even though age-wise, she's young enough to be my daughter……

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One more important thing happened: I visited the Manuscriptor's Guild.

In this world without a papermaking industry, almost all written records are on sheepskin (though they do use leather from other creatures).

Of course, the printing industry also does not exist, so all books have to be handmade, and all manuscripts have to be written by hand.

In modern Japan, it is almost impossible to lay eyes on a sheepskin manuscript. Here, though…... the several hundred variations of dyes and leathers, the delicate cover and page decorations utilizing combinations with metals, and the writing techniques with full consideration for ink viscosity and the font of each and every letter…… I was completely fascinated by every aspect of the process of production.

But of course, it's not like a passion for traditional crafts awoke in me. It's for making my backup spellbook.

The ingredients list, which figuratively dripped with chuunibyou with item descriptions like "ink mixed with the shattered fragments of a jewel exposed to the light of a full moon" and "sheepskin cut with a knife blessed by the goddess of fire," made me seriously want to wring the necks of my younger self and my game master. However, everything was successfully gathered, and my request for the production of a blank book was accepted without much issue.

The guildmaster himself took on my job, so it would apparently be finished 3 months later.

He didn't want to charge 'the city's savior' for the job, but I still made sure to pay some remuneration as an expression of my respect for his skills.

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While spending my days so, the investigation into the remaining Demonists in Lelis made steady progress.

Naturally, Baron Koval wasn't the only Demonist in town. 2 other nobles, 5 merchants, and several tens of citizens were apprehended.

Also, almost every village under the Koval House had been completely converted to Demonisn. With the guards and adventurers cooperating together, almost every single villager was also successfully apprehended.

From the interrogations of the Demonists and the documents found from the nobles' mansion, more facts about the Demonists came to light.

The man who got cut up by the gigantic Shadow Demon was indeed a priest, and even a leader among them. He had come to the village from somewhere several decades ago, then steadily increased the number of adherents, before finally involving even Baron Koval.

The priest had called the skull that had turned into the gigantic Shadow Demon a 'Vessel of God,' and had apparently been offering living sacrifices to it from a long while ago.

The brainwashing of the dark elves and Baron Koval were more due to the power of this Vessel of God rather than the priest, apparently.

Aside from him, there were a few other brainwashed Demonists, but because they would die from [Dispel Magic], they were all thrown into jail instead.

I felt pity for the brainwashed people, but those who turned to Demonism worship on their own accord were merely reaping what they had sowed. I aided the investigation with [Psycometry], so I believe no one was falsely charged.

Thanks to even the Thieves' Guild having participated in the Demonist hunt, it can probably be said with confidence that their presence in the region has been completely erased.

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Ten days after failing to apprehend Baron Koval.

I am attending the trial, which is being held at the large plaza before the Council Hall.

Right in front is the judge. The members of the jury are seated both left and right. To the right is the Garrison Commander as the public prosecutor, and to the left are the 5 dark elf defendants and their counsel.

My role is to stand guarantee for them.

Trials in Sedia are, of course, very different from those in modern Japan.

The verdict is still determined by a vote of majority among the jurors, but the greatest influence on their decision is the guarantor.

Furthermore, what is given weight is 'who the guarantor is' much more than 'what the guarantor says.'

I suppose it's along the logic of "if an upright person that everyone trusts is standing guarantee, then that's how trustworthy the defendant's testimony is."

In this case, though I'm the one saying it, I am currently the most upright person that everybody trusts the most in all Lelis. The very instant that the Great Wizard Gio Margils had agreed to be their guarantor, the dark elves had already almost been guaranteed an acquittal.

Now I understand why the Garrison Commander and Council Chairman had acted the way they did when I handed the girls over to the city guards……

"I, wizard Gio Margils of Jiiteias, hereby swear that the judgment sword of Guras, the God of Justice, shall strike true today."

The thought "I seriously shouldn't have underestimated fantasy" flits through a corner of my mind as I stand up to fulfill my duty and my promise to the Council Chairman. While facing both the jurors and all of the gathered citizens, I speak up to testify and provide a synopsis of what had happened.

Incidentally, Count Andel was the one who had proactively instructed me in trial etiquette, even though I never even asked him to.

"...... The cowardly Baron Koval took advantage of these dark elves to kidnap an innocent young girl who had taken good care of me……"

Despite being in front of a fully packed plaza the size of several soccer courts, I don't feel embarrassed or fear like before.

It seems that I am steadily growing accustomed to Great Wizard persona.

"...... The beautiful female magician from the Magician's Guild successfully managed to evade his evil grasp by her own strength. And then…… together with the gallant city guards who had sworn their loyalty to the Council, as well as the adventurers burning with righteous indignation who wanted to serve as a shield for the citizens of the city, we all infiltrated the underground section of the Baron's mansion…..."

Let's not forget to give due mention to each and every source of help that we received.

"...... As a result of our investigation, we realized that the dark elves and a portion of the Demonists had actually been brainwashed by the priest. We know for sure that the terrible acts that they had committed were coerced, with zero regards to their personal will. With the name of the wizard Gio Margils on the line, here I assert that these girls are innocent."

At the start, I did not know that the trial would be like this. But if this is the way of this world, then I feel no hesitation in abiding by — or using, actually — these rules.

In the first place, the Garrison Commander and Council Chairman didn't even want the troublesome issue of the dark elves on their hands. Seeing this as an opportunity to buy a favor from me while washing their hands in the same stroke, there was no chance for the verdict to have gone any other way from the start.

"I shall announce the verdict. Members of the jury have agreed unanimously that the defendants are innocent!"

" " "Our Oluri [Lord of Wanderers]!" " "

The moment the judge uttered the verdict, all of the dark elves shrugged off their handcuffs (like taking off a pair of gloves) and kneeled in a line before me.

…… Not that I didn't expect this, but it seems that even Leiha's subordinates are going to call me their 'Master'……

"We have not the words to express our gratitude for our Master personally testifying on our behalf."

"From this moment on, we will be your Shi [One Who Serves] alongside Leihanaluka-ane, dedicating the rest of our lives to repaying our debt to you."

(T/N: Ane means 'elder sister.')

Amidst the floating confetti and the sounds of bugles and bells and cheers from the citizens, I feel a cold sweat coming over me.

As a man, I would be lying if I denied being happy about having these beautiful ladies in my service. If I let my guard down, my face might just crumble into a broad grin.

Being used to the confident attitude of a Great Wizard? That's fine, I suppose.

But having people kneel to me is going over the line, I think.

I sincerely pray with all my heart that these girls would not turn into a sweet poison for me.

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Chapter 50: After the Fog

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"Alright, next is grocery shopping for Gio-san's dinner!"

" "Yes, Mora ojou-sama!" "

"Today we will make a salad with fresh vegetables! Gio-san won't eat vegetables if there's no sauce, so we'll also visit lots of herb stores today!"

" "Yes, Mora ojou-sama!" "

(T/N: Ojou is like 'my Lady,' but has the connotation of being a young, unmarried lady, such as the daughter of the master.)

I still have quite a few things left to do, such as coordinating the personnel procurement for Jiiteias Castle and discussing the finer details of the transfer of guardianship status for the former Magician's Guild magic solder trainees. As such, I am still staying in Irudo's mansion at the moment.

Right now, I am watching the heartwarming scene of a very excited Mora strictly overseeing four of the dark elf girls.

I have yet to speak with them one on one, so I don't know their particulars, but here is a list of their respective appearances and relative ages, in descending order.

Aruga is the eldest, with semi-long hair and a gentle disposition. Next is Rashil, the serious one with braids. The taciturn third daughter with very short hair is Gilma. And the energetic girl with short hair is the youngest one, Sasara.

Of course, they're not actually blood-related. However, they were all raised together in the same clan, so they look like real sisters from the side.

Incidentally, all of them have transformed out of their tanned skin and pointed ears. It is because dark elves are generally viewed as an evil race…… not. In actual fact, the main reason is because they've become super famous from the trial, and a huge crowd gathers whenever they go outside.

The acquittal from the trial had set them completely free. But as expected, they insisted on serving me the rest of my life and refused to leave.

From now on, I am aiming to gather together every single country and force in the continent in an alliance against the Shadow Demons. With that in mind, honestly speaking, I would seriously appreciate having such excellent spies, so I officially accepted them as my subordinates. But at this moment in time, I don't really have anything for them to do.

As I myself am still just a freeloader, I can't very well burden my host with 5 more idle mouths.

Which is why all of them are currently serving as maids in Irudo's mansion.

Basic training in the Heikreuz clan apparently also included domestic chores, but they couldn't hold a candle to Mora, who had been running the mansion as the de facto lady of the house for many years.

On top of which, it seems that it's really obvious that I'm really soft on Mora, so they've been calling her 'ojou-sama' from the offset.

As for their superior, Leiha, she has assigned herself the role of being my bodyguard. She's constantly sticking close to me, but maintaining herself behind me or in other positions out of my sight.

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"Everything considered, you were truly a massive help this time."

"Come now, what are you saying."

"No, I'm serious. Without the help of you all, I wouldn't have been able to do anything."

Irudo had resumed his trading work, which had been put on hold during the disturbance.

Despite being so busy, he's still putting in lots of time into the matter of finding people for me to hire.

Indeed, the incident this time and the various work afterwards had strongly impressed upon me the importance of collaborators. No matter how great a wizard I am, there is a limit to what a single person can do.

As the dark elves and former magic soldier trainees will also be going to stay at Jiiteias Castle, we will definitely need people to run the place. Thinking like that, I realized that we are eventually going to need to gather several tens to hundreds of helpers.

"So, Irudo."

"What may it be?"

"This is my first time telling you this. From now on, I am thinking of gathering nakama at Jiiteias Castle for the cause of protecting the world from Shadow Demons."

"That's….. I see, that's indeed a grand enterprise that only Margils-sama would be capable of undertaking."

"So, because of this, aside from those servants that I had asked you to help me find from before, please also inform me if you can think of anyone who might be likely to join me in my cause."

"...... A pretty difficult request, but I will do everything in my power."

At that time, the discussion had ended like that.

But a few days later, Irudo and Mora came to me with resolve in their eyes.

"Firstly, me as the steward of Jiiteias Castle. Then Mora as the person to serve you at your side. Then please also take in the three servants of my house as your retainers."

"Sorry, what?"

"I beg of you! Gio-san, please take us along with you!"

The steward is someone who manages all of a house's running and finances in place of the master.

If maids and menservants are the hands and legs of a house, then the steward is the brain. Without a steward, no matter the number of servants, the master would have to personally give out detailed instructions and calculate expenditure every day. As I am now trying to found a large organization, the presence of such a person is absolutely crucial.

Having someone as reliable and trustworthy as Irudo take the position would be an absolute godsend. Of course, having Mora at my side — she whose skill at housework I have already confirmed firsthand, she who is already familiar with my temperament, she who knows that my true self is just a normal person — I would be lying if I say that I haven't entertained some hope for such an arrangement.

But still, with that said.

"Wait a moment. You have your current trading business, do you not? And what are you going to do with this house?"

"I am going to hand down both the business and the mansion to my cousin. I have already received permission from the Trader's Guild guildmaster — oh right, you know him better as the Council Chairman."

"But, even Mora? The possibility of being targeted again by people like those Demonists is quite high."

"Please pardon my discourtesy, but I wish to point out that with how deeply we have already become involved, there would be danger regardless of where we are."

"Ugh."

"Furthermore, it was actually Mora who first voiced this idea to me. In all likelihood, even if I don't come along, I suspect that Mora would still go with you by herself."

"...... Muu……"

Irudo has a point in regards to the danger. Rather, it might be even more dangerous for us to be split up between Jiiteias and Lelis.

It's just that…… This father/daughter pair had been living proper lives until I came, but now……

"Margils-sama, I have been thinking it over for the past few days already."

Seeing me looking torn and indecisive, Irudo leans forward towards me.

"I am but a humble merchant. But Margils-sama, what you are about to do is very likely going to go down in history. When I see this as a chance to support, to be a part of something so huge, my heart jumps in delight. This is no longer just me trying to repay my debt to you; this is now my own ambition."

His own ambition, huh. I wonder if what I am about to do would truly be worthy of such words.

"Lastly, when you increase the number of your subordinates to a hundred, a thousand, or even more, how are you going to look after the livelihood and wages of them all? Just managing the maintenance and stocking of the castle and the repairs of your subordinates' equipment would eat up all of your time. Do you have in mind someone else with the ability that you also know you can trust?"

(T/N: Ooo, that's a low blow. He was the one tasked with the personnel searching. But oh well, Gio needs his butt kicked every once in a while lol.)

"When Gio-san is feeling down, the only one who can give you encouragement is…… well, there's Claura-san and Leiha-san, but I can do it too!"

In the face of the combined attack of Irudo's logic and Mora's tears, I stood no chance at all.

"Very well. More like, I'm the one who wants to ask it of you two. Irudo. Mora. Please lend me your strength."

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Chapter 51: Steward and Maid and Assassin

Volume 2

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I am currently holding a face-to-face with the servants who want to come along with Irudo and Mora.

"Since our job is to serve Danna-sama and Ojou-sama. It doesn't matter to us where they go, we will follow."

"Of course, Wizard-sama will become our Oodanna-sama, so we will also serve you to our utmost."

(T/N: Whereas Danna in this context means 'master,' Oodanna means 'great master.' As in, they acknowledge him as the highest authority, since he is the master of their master.)

This smiling couple in the prime of their lives who are bowing to me are Sam and Anna.

They are the ones who had been accompanying Mora the time of our reunion at the city gate. They are the most senior among all the servants, hearkening from Irudo's father's time, and are the indispensable main force behind all of the mansion's housework and miscellaneous tasks.

"It'll be my first time working at a castle, but I've give it my all."

The young man with sparkling eyes and a good physique is Zek.

He, too, is the son of a servant couple who had been with Irudo's family since many long years ago. He is proficient at servicing the carriages used in caravans as well as making repairs to the mansion.

"It will indeed be a completely different environment. Though the change might require some effort getting used to, I place myself in your care."

In addition to Irudo and Mora, these three people's lives are now also riding on my shoulders.

Feeling the pressure of that great weight, I naturally found myself bowing deeply before I knew it.

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For the moment, that's enough personnel to handle the interior workings of the castle.

With that out of my mind, I can now focus on the handing off of the former magic soldier trainees.

Me taking over their custody is due to the arrangement that I had discussed with the Magician's Guild.

In exchange for having them give up on training magic soldiers and letting the trainees go, I have to teach them how to make golems. Furthermore, for those who want to come to my place but lack the aptitude, I also need to secure their employment at the Carbanera Knight Order or anywhere else they wish to go.

Among the 18 3rd generation trainees, only 3 asked to receive training from me at Jiiteias Castle.

There's Log, that boy who acted like the leader of the 3rd Gens, and his follower and friend Teru. Then there's Daya, who wants to bring down the Shadow Demons that killed her father.

To be honest, I'm slightly relieved at the low number, because I don't know for sure whether or not I can really teach Sedians how to make golems.

In regards to the remaining 15, 7 wanted to join the Carbanera Knight Order, and the 8 others wanted to return to a normal life. The latter I entrusted with the Council Chairman, who found merchants and craftsmen able and willing to take them in. As for the former, I will be temporarily bringing them to Jiiteias Castle also, while I find time to go to White Sword Castle in person to host negotiations.

"To think that there really were Demonists within Lelis…… We of the Magician's Guild will also have to give thought to our own countermeasures on this issue."

So said Heldol, guildmaster of the Magician's Guild, Lelis branch when I paid him a formal visit. As always, his hostility against me is still alive and well on the flip side of that handsome face of his. However, there have been so many changes recently that there's no time to worry about that.

"There really isn't much that I can do against such people. Although this might be a burden, I wish to entrust this to the Magician's Guild, who will always be standing beside the people of this town."

&nbs

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