Dark Magician as a Hero

It was a pile of records waiting for us to return to the Border Uncle's Mansion. To be honest, I wanted to turn my heel back and go straight to the bedroom.

But I can't say that when I saw Deciderata, her weight, trying to reduce the burden on me a bit, she was sorting the paperwork. I should let my men do it, but there's information I can't show to the civilians at the bottom, so she'll have to do it when I'm gone. After that, Jeanne can't help with the paperwork.

"Deciderata, leave the rest to me."

"Welcome home, Carl. I'm sorry I couldn't pick you up."

While I was away, Deciderata, who felt a little hungry again, stopped reading the documents and rushed towards me. Holding her shoulders and kissing her and giving her the perfume she bought as a souvenir, she fainted her expression happily.

Ah, so cute, she's in stabilization, too, and tonight I'm going to have to flirt lightly... with the mountain (paperwork) in front of me. I can't, right? Who said anything stupid about documenting what happened in my absence... it was me, damn it!

Honestly, I don't want to go home and work early. I want to take Deciderata and Jeanne to my private room and spend time with them. Just because the tragedy in front of me doesn't allow it... hahaha, I know who caused it, but I can't even tell you not to work with the brave ones, dammit!

The demon king species is defeated alone, and he has a crazy army medal. If you're having sex with your wife without work, no one will complain, so don't go out on a date! He's definitely acting on his own accord!

I understand that the Empire has turned itself in as a lion bug in the stinking state of Kina, which is a remarkable achievement. When it comes to war, there is no internal grief. It is a tremendous advantage, a level of pleasure to cry and rejoice.

Just by adding more paperwork to the results... I think you can take a little more care of the area, but I don't think that's possible. Fuck you!

Ah, in King's Landing, the next noble son, the three men, would be caught in a gun roll. If you can read and write arithmetic, you can hire the naivety. Confirm the details from Deciderata and other civilians who were not answering the phone while delusional.

Anything sent in by the Empire has been cursed to become undead when disobeyed, and it appears that Lord Chris has unlocked it from one end.

I understand why the main culprit (brave man) is not here. It's not "spinning," it's "spinning." In other words, it's still growing.

"Where is Chris now?

"I don't know where they are, because they're working to keep the city's agents out of sight."

According to the message, once all the people under the undead curse have been de-cursed, they are going to show their faces. Everything is going to be fine today or tomorrow. Apparently I'm not going to spy on you, but I'm simply trying not to be undead in the city.

"When the curse is lifted, the magicians are told that they are dead, and many of those who turn themselves in wish to move to the Kingdom of Manu."

I thought you might believe it, but it was Chris who actually witnessed an undead agent in the wilderness. He magically planted his own memory and knowledge and convinced them to believe it without asking questions.

Now that I've been dumped, the Empire doesn't have a brother-in-law, and they're giving me what I know. No, thank you very much, but the problem is that there's a lot of troublesome information mixed up when it spreads in huge amounts.

"There was a story among my councillors that I could very much afford, and I was being briefed on behalf of my husband's wife."

The best thing to report is my stepfather, an ancestral border uncle, who unfortunately stayed a few days ago and went out as a couple to help with a shrine event. There were a lot of important negotiations in King's Landing, so it was awkward to bring the ministers together.

"It's not much to tell the lady, and there seems to be plenty of information to be bothered by when the guard asks."

"Yes, some people say it's not about women. Those who surrendered themselves were not able to determine whether they were safe, and at their suggestion, they were placed under house arrest in a room of the Mansion."

It's funny that I let myself be placed under house arrest, but even though I turned myself in, I don't want agents walking around freely. That's why I asked you to come back tomorrow, so it seems that I have decided to place you under house arrest after consulting with the remaining ministers.

Nevertheless, Miss Desiderata knows nothing about the treatment of the agents who surrendered themselves. Apart from not being able to leave the private room, it is entirely customer friendly, with three lunches and naps, each room has a bath, and you can freely enter, and the servants bring books, board games, confectionery, etc.

So, if you're curiously impressed by what you've misunderstood, and you have a job, some people say you'd love to help. Nice try, thanks. I'll handle it for you.

"You will also need to report it to His Majesty. Excuse me, Count Mondovan, but can you hear from the people who put you under house arrest? Tell anyone who offers you help to do so."

"I'll put the story of the Imperial agents to the record."

Marazi Mondovan, who is next to the king and lord of the Earl's family, is not a problem if he is a minister. Since he is not my minister, all the stories passed on to him are passed on to the King (Oyaji), but there is no problem, honestly, I would like to throw a round at my father.

I can go, but I have to do something about this pile of records on the boulders. I'm sorry to have to go back to all my ministers early, but shall we all march through hell (Death March)?

"Before that, I'm Mrs. Caloring, and I'm Marazi Mondovan, Countess of Mondovan. I was accompanied by the Duke of Caloring."

"Please forgive me for being a young self, but not for naming you first. Carl Caloring is my wife Deciderata Caloring... The Duke?

"Count, I wanted to tell you. Well, it was decided that Chris would be the Duke of the Spill when he defeated the Demon King species. The official title will be conferred at the next National Day ceremony."

Incidentally, the Duke's title is "new" and I have the title of Frontier Earl as it is. In this case, if two or more boys are born, a branch with a frontier Earl's throne will be created.

In negotiations with the King (Oyaji), the title that I can give to my minister is in the form of a division once I hold it. Which means I have a lot of titles now.

The exception is knights, who serve each noble family directly as knights with some degree of authority. To put it plainly, I am certain that he was granted some authority to rule the territory and that he was a bit of a great official rather than a knight.

I'm surprised that Deciderata suddenly became the top personality, but she won't change her life dramatically, so she'll get used to it soon. This territory is far from the center in the first place.

"I forgot, but I have to introduce you to my belly sister, Princess Archina of the Kingdom of Marne."

"Thank you, Archina Marne, for your introduction. My sister-in-law, Deciderata, is on her way with my brother."

Archina stared at me lightly in the way she had been forgotten, but after first meeting the boulder, I greeted the Duchess' deciderata opponent with a beautiful gesture. This is a pretty tight type of relationship, so don't be surprised to be humble with your stepsister, Deciderata.

After Archina, I will introduce Miss Murphyza and Morgano. She seemed surprised at Miss Murphyza, who looked just like Salima, but she immediately convinced me that she was her daughter.

"Salima is away on VIP security, but I think she'll be back on schedule soon. Until then, I want you to stay in this mansion."

"Thank you for your concern, and if you'll excuse me, I'll help you organize your documents."

She was a silent and expressionless Miss Murphyza, but politely offered to help. Of course, there is no reason to refuse, and it is very helpful not to make typographical trouble only for the wizard's lineage by being a doctor.

"Hmm, it's bad that everyone's busy and I'm just relaxing. Oniisama, I'll help you in a little bit."

Oops! The driftstone princess didn't seem so fat as to gracefully drink tea while everyone was working. I'm your sister, so don't hesitate to help me. Morgano, an automated, exclusive maid, will also be a force for battle.

"Thank you, Archina, let's all do our best. But Deciderata, it's time you took care of yourself. I want you to rest slowly."

"Yes, Master Deciderata, you have a very important body. Please rest."

Me and Archina have taught me to drop off my wife who is leaving the room in a rush... and now the Death March begins.

In conclusion, the information brought in is extremely important and useful, and will only be useful enough to prepare for the Empire in the future... in a huge amount! It's gonna take a while to put it together!

"Archina! Keep the Empire court relationship in a black box and the military relationship in a white box! I'll send you five copies of the box. Be careful, the box is a magical tool that burns when you don't open it properly."

"Ha, yes! Morgano, I'm running out of paper... and I'm out of ink. Hurry up and get it!

Archina moves her hands with tears at unfamiliar work, and a competent made-to-follow morgano. I'm sorry, but I can only show you or the Count the level of information we need to report urgently to the King.

"Count Mondovan, the paperwork you gave me is particularly important, so please summarize the main points and make a report. Miss Murphyza is summoning more and more bird warriors... there! Don't fall asleep while the women are working hard!

I mix up with caloric civilians who compile enormous reports and give instructions while working to people who are unfamiliar with the way the house works. How long has it been since you tried the pile of never-ending papers? I think it's because of the white outside the window.

Is it okay to get a princess or a countess into a Death March like that? Ha! We can't let someone with more education escape. Without these two, my burden will increase... hey! Don't pretend to go to the bathroom and try to escape, Archina!

At first, I was not used to working in silence, but as more agents turned themselves in, I felt like I heard the breaking of my sister's heart every time the records were added.

After a while, I was scared every time I caught Archina trying to escape with my hands, grabbed her shoulders and brought her back to the office. You said you persuaded him to smile as refreshed as possible. What, all you could see was the devil's smile? Hahaha, we're not gonna let them get away during the Death March.

It was Archina who tried to escape every time she broke her heart, but now she's building a neighborhood under her eyes, but has she abandoned it or blown it out? While saying something bumpy, I even categorized the documents.

Still trying to escape as if I remembered, but the way to escape gradually became more cluttered, so I wonder if it feels like my thinking ability has dropped to a good condition? From my experience, it may be time to get stressed out.

In the meantime, while I was looking through the military files, I found a report that I thought might be available. All of a sudden, he stood up and came to me, pointing at the documents and screaming.

"Niiiiiiii-sama! Look at this, brave man! An Empire brave man!

"Oh, shut up! I thought you might be here, so don't make a scene!

Some of the spies were bureaucrats who worked in the heart of the Empire and told me everything they knew. Everything seems to have been planted with the inspiration of a brave man and a curse stamp, so I am now processing the pile of documents with great momentum because I am a competent person on the ground.

"Why are you rushing me into paperwork? Even though I turned myself in, why is the Empire human working in Niisama's office! In the first place, what's the situation? AHHHH!

Archina's stress, which she hates to keep in her room, seems to have reached its limit. Well, it's been almost locked up in the office since I got back. The neighborhood below you tells the story of your busy days.

"I am! To the brave men of our country! I'm here to marry Chris, who gave me the Marquis! Why are you locked up in my office and helping me with paperwork?

Archina, who was so stressed out, slapped her desk and made a loud noise, but our housekeepers were well trained as everyone in the room quietly handled the paperwork.

"Ugh! This is what the brave man did, so help me with the bride-to-be! He's a domestic helper."

"It's impossible if you're still married!

Well, thank you for helping me keep the neighborhood so close to my eyes. He's kind of popular, too. But help me with that, sister. I'm a relentless type of family member. [M]

During the ugly quarrel between my brothers and sisters, the office door was opened violently. I'm used to a lot of people turning themselves in while I'm at work. What's he like this time?

"Good news, Carl! An Imperial agent has surrendered himself, but he is said to have been a former central Imperial official! Civilian. Civilian!

Bring him to the office now! A bureaucrat is a civilian! Definitely a civilian!

With the advent of a new sacrifice (to help), I feel that the people in the office with vague eyes are feeling a little energized. I'm still okay, but are they at their limit? Well, I don't want to get away with doing too much, and I'll let you rest here for a while.

"Female team, take a break! Allow the rest to rest until I knock on the job description to the person I turned myself in!

There was a light in the eyes of the people who were summarizing the report with an undead expression, and it felt like the brush was moving faster to finish it to a good place.

By the way, I suppose I was a little overwhelmed when no one objected to having an enemy spy turn himself in to work? What kind of an outsider chased his ministers this far? It's me.

"Oniisama! What is a break?! Do you have time to bathe?!

"Please calm down, Archina, until Carl asks for help."

I thought you'd help me again when I get some rest, and I knew it was very popular. Or do I feel guilty about resting when I work? Is it a unique sensitivity of the sports system?

"Thank you, Archina and Morgano. You'll be fine today. Take a rest... and thank you, Miss Murphyza."

"No... don't mind."

She leaves the room with Archina and the others just to bail on me. My sister and her maid did not hesitate to use it, but it was awkward to let another lady suddenly work... no, it was awkward to think normally. I wonder if you didn't feel tempered, or if I could make up for it?

"Rest assured, Carl, it is not hard for those who learn magic to compile and calculate documents. My daughter is not angry because she is usually disinclined."

Count Mondovan, the only one in the office who seemed to be working fine, called out. This guy is really capable, I don't know if he can pull it out... I know he can't because he's a psychiatrist.

Reviewing the paperwork while brewing tea for me, he murmured as he looked at the former agent who was lying awake on his desk in pain.

"The Empire is a very inhuman thing, and it was the brave one who planted the stamp of undead and made it impossible to betray it. I don't know what the military god Farth is thinking."

A brave man is the earthly proxy of the gods. Unlike the priests, those who give protection and wave power for some purpose of the gods… According to past records, without exception, they can use powerful sacred magic to give them special abilities in line with their purpose.

I don't know the hero of our country. Suddenly, the goddess showed up and said, "You're a hero from today," and I don't seem to be aware of special abilities in the first place. However, with regard to sacred magic, it seems that the total amount of original magic is high, and it has become extremely powerful.

Speaking of special abilities, Miss Angelica, this is not a hero because it seems to be a protector from the time of birth. Because the "person who fits the purpose" is chosen as a hero, the person who is born with the protector is not a hero, but is called a god's pet or a priest.

God, who is not a believer after that, cannot be so powerful a protector as to call himself a brave man. Historically, a person who is said to have exercised his genius or genius is said to have received protection from a god who is hardly a believer. I wonder why you know something special about dying.

The Empire's heroes are easy to understand. Judging by their special ability to enslave defeated opponents and those who surrender, and to think that they only sell fights to all sides, I think the goal of the military gods is to fight fires... but I don't feel confident.

"Isn't this just about war? Is it a very unacceptable personality for the public to hide the existence of a brave man from the outsider so strictly that even the agent I sent him cannot be investigated?

Military gods, on the other hand, provide protection for war relations, and it seems like they have a role in forcing war or throwing sparks into peaceful places. In any case, I can only imagine that the presence of this brave man has caused the imperial territorial expansionism to take off its rudder.

"Because many people who were caregivers are tailored by intelligence agents, to listen to stories and guess who the Empire Brave are... well, in a word, is it debris? What does the Count think?"

"I agree, but rather than being a heroic person in the first place, it would be more damaging if a lowly human being had great combat power. History proves it."

As far as I'm concerned, I'm not personally ready to negotiate. Maybe a man would be killed, and a woman would be enslaved and consoled... embodying a nasty side of the war, is that why this neighborhood was blessed by military gods?

He also hates unvirgins on a disgusting level, doesn't trust anyone but slaves deprived of their free will, or gets tantrums if they don't get what they want... and is a dangerous person to conceal his existence.

"I'm glad we found out before the war started. After the war, there's only a limited number of hands you can hit."

"I'm not familiar with the military, but do I have any choice but to rely on the brave to take on the brave?

In the Count's opinion, there seems to be no alternative to relying on this brave man, but the smell of Kina is not yet at war.

"War is not something you can do on your own, it's something you can't do."

In that case, it would be helpful to be able to join hands with the crater kingdom in a state of great debt. Also, contact the remnants of the former Independent state who are dissatisfied with the Empire, or this information will help us make a handsomely souvenir.

We're about to have a baby. We can't have Deciderata giving birth in an unstable situation.

The Count said that my expression at this time was so evil that it could not be seen by a woman. I'm sorry, but we were just working on a plan to make the Empire a little less warlike.