"I'm home, Lilina. I'm finally home."
"Welcome back, Master Ars. It's been rumored to be active on the battlefield."
"Really? For now, it's only a matter of making money if you come home safe. You're going to have to slow down now."
"Hehe, right. But, Master Ars. Looks like you have a lot of work to do right now. As soon as Barca's knighthood was formed, those who were the Lord marched out, so the rest were in trouble."
"Oh well. With that said, the number of merchants I saw when I came back but coming towards Vulcania was high, and more people were in Vulcania. I mean, you held out a lot. You didn't have me or an old man."
"I think it's really hard because we've been getting more and more migrants. And there's also the Free City checks and merchant ratings."
"I have to thank the Graham family for their friendship. I'll thank you later."
"Yes, I think we'll all be happy. But Kyle was the most common one. Keep a good compliment on that kid, Master Ars."
"Kyle. I guess he stays and does clerical work. Okay, I'll give Kyle a proper thank you."
We were taking soldiers to the battlefield by the convocation of Carlos.
Naturally, we can't completely empty the territory.
but take all the things you can't fight properly. I don't care what happens to me.
That is why the main members had paid off to the battlefield in total mobilization.
In doing so, the administration of the territory will be done solely by the remaining members.
For once, the main thing was with the human hands of the Graham family relations, but still the number of people against the number of jobs was overwhelmingly insufficient.
Especially since my mother and my eldest son, Brother Hector, and Kyle are the only people who have a direct blood connection to me, but only the youngest Kyle can write and calculate letters properly.
Finally, as a proxy for the management of the territory, the onus was still on Kyle's shoulders, one digit old.
Will it really be okay?
Kyle may be dying in territorial management, a black workplace.
After I greeted Lilina on my return, I immediately headed to the office.
"Dear Kyle, please check these documents"
"Automatic arithmetic.... Oh here, here, and here, and here. You're calculating it incorrectly. Especially if that's where you're wrong, the whole calculation is going to be huge and crazy, so just start over."
"Okay."
"Dear Kyle, please check this out."
"Yeah, okay. Quick read.... this merchant should have had a problem with a separate case before, right? You can't because you don't deserve this outfit. Everything else is fine, so just fix it."
"Yes, thank you"
"Dear Kyle, it's nice to meet you too"
"Yeah,... that, Brother Ars. Didn't you go to Master Lilina's?
"Oh, I'm home, Kyle. I was talking to Lilina, and I heard she had a tough time working on the territory. I'm here to see how you're doing."
"It is. Well, I wonder if you could give me a minute. Oh, yeah. I have some paperwork that needs to be signed by our Lord, so, Brother Ars, can I ask you to do that?"
"Ooh. Okay. Which papers?
"Right here. Say hello to all of this by the end of the day."
"... you got this pile of paperwork? Do we have to do this by the end of the day?
"I have no choice. I haven't been here for a while. Nice to meet you, Brother Ars."
I walked into the office, and I was amazed at Kyle and the others who were busy working.
It sounds kind of tremendously hard, but Kyle's not half as dependable as it sounds.
I work through the paperwork from next to next.
Or maybe you're doing your job quite exactly better than you were when I was there.
I checked the pile of paperwork Kyle gave me and wrote my autograph on it.
"Good day, Brother Ars"
"I'm tired. Why do you have so much work to do?"
"You've decided why. Brother Ars and everyone else are active in the battle and have more territory. I've got a lot to do for that."
"Well, it was in the paperwork, but you were even doing a new and increased territory checkpoint already. I mean, Kyle. You, what is that?"
"What's that?
"No, you were just reading or calculating the paperwork at some amazing speed. It's not unusual to figure out and calculate the contents of every document in no time."
"Oh, that one? Actually, Brother Ars asked you how to make a spell. I had an amazing amount of clerical work every day, so I thought that would make it a little easier, and I made magic that would increase the speed of reading texts and calculating them."
"... What did you just say, Kyle?
"That's why I made the magic. [Speed reading] and [Automatic arithmetic]. How's it going, Brother Ars?"
... Seriously?
No, I didn't think maybe because I heard that word so many times at work.
But wasn't it a mistake to ask?
Apparently [Quick Read] understands the full text the moment you see the letters written on the document.
[Automatic calculation] can also produce the correct calculation results instantaneously?
Magic is a magician who uses magic as a magic technique, and further training has elevated it to a technique that can be activated by crushing the keyword "spell," which shouldn't be easy to make.
Even if I teach him how to do it now, Bite Brother and Vargas have not succeeded in creating the magic of the physical strengthening system.
That was made possible by my brother Kyle, who was only 8 years old.
Oh, come on, Kyle.
You're a genius.
You're too awesome.
This is how Barca was supposed to bring magic that I didn't expect.