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“Er... Er...”

Ser Jinn immediately lost his country when Saehan brought in a foreign woman.

“... Yikes, yikes, yikes...”

I feel like I'm going to die right now. My face is glowing.

She, beside him, greeted Pocalor, who had lost his country as well.

“What the... what's going on!! ”

“Wait, wait, wait. I can explain. ”

Calmly, without embarrassment, she tries to calm her down.

However, Ser Jinn tears into his eyes, shorting out his breath, and refused to listen.

“Calm down. Calm down. It's part of the mission, really. ”

He grabs her shoulders, shaking violently, whispering in a swift manner.

What happened during the mission and what Mei asked herself to do.

I had no choice but to hide the fact that she was a Mage...

Fortunately, Ser Jinn returned to his original face as he continued speaking.

“So... so... we just bumped into each other? ”

“ … ”

Sahan nods.

“I mean, it's inevitable that we should let them stay in Raman... Huh? ”

He turns his head to the left to look at Pocalor.

No, I tried to look. But Pocalor, who had just been there, was nowhere to be found.

“Uh, uh...”

Sadhan looks around.

Even though I said that...

“… What? Why are you there? ”

But luckily, Pocalor was still inside the mansion.

He was sitting on the couch staring blankly ahead.

Serjin glances at her for a moment, whispering to her with meaningful eyes.

‘.. are you really that crazy? ’

* * * *

“ … ”

“Ahjussi, hi. ”

Unexpectedly, Aren starts looking for someone, lurking around between the cracks.

The more she did, the more she frowned.

“... he went out with Ser Jinn. ”

“W-where did they go? ”

“I went to Raman Department Store. I'll buy you some clothes. ”

Aren nods once and starts running straight toward the department store.

“... Phew. ”

Sahan sighed, looking behind him.

Two months had passed since Pocalor arrived at the house, and the sun had changed once.

I'm a little bit forced, but based on the number of years, we live together for a year.

And in the meantime, Arlene comes to visit me three to four times a week.

After all, in just two months, Raman has made a lot of changes.

Once there was a 'department store’.

Of course, it was built by Sadhan's contemporary knowledge, as can be seen from the name of the department store.

The President was also Baron De Kim, the Pardoned Self.

At first, I was just curious.

The moment I checked my account, I was close to 300,000 gold, so I was just sad and excited to rot this money.

So he said to Ser Jinn, "How about I build this thing with my money? ’That's when I was told to do so, and I started construction with alchemy and a lot of labor.

Not to mention alchemy, but the workers who received the "fast-paced" magic and "enhanced" magic buffs worked with superhuman speed and efficiency, and in just two months, a huge six-story building was created.

When the 'department store’ was completed, reporters and nobles came to the idea that had never been thought of before, and she was able to earn 50,000 gold on the first day of opening.

And just two weeks after that, Saehan's department store gained its status as Raman's landmark.

The first department store combines "Sahan's Invention Shop" with the "Sahan's Magic Goods Shop" right next to it.

However, since then, there is still no sign of declining visits from nobles, so many luxury goods have also begun to appear, and until now they have brought in various items that do not have too much impact on the work of the colonists.

It was also the title of 'The First Department Store President’ that made him quite famous.

“ … ”

After leaving the arena, Saehan sat on the couch and looked at the letter in his hand.

A letter from Armada.

Sometimes, like this, she used to send letters.

I even took a look at it for the first few times. But I never wrote back.

It was because Ser Jinn, who was sleeping next to him, came too close to blame.

The contents of the letter were simple. The current state of self and Ian. Thanks to you, I met her once every couple of weeks, and I want to meet her whenever I can.

“Ha. ”

He sighed and then left it in the trash without reply.

* *

“... have you guys been reviewing your magic? ”

Saehan asked the wizards standing next to him in row.

A violent shout that immediately responded, sparking a well-trained army.

“... Good. ”

Sakhan suddenly nods, pretending to be unfamiliar, although the situation in which the wizards had become complete soldiers was not familiar to me.

Their location was the front yard of an institution called the University of Magic.

It was the first continental institution in Raman, designed by Sahan on behalf of the Horse Tower.

He taught all the magical teachings, as well as the various training methods he learned in the military, to the wizards at this‘ Magic University '.

With the excuse that every wizard needs stamina.

Of course, in front of the 'All Wizards’ there was (except yourself).

After all, the results of such efforts are the University of Magic.

Of course, it became too military to call it a university... But I don't know what to do.

The name 'institution to learn deepening magic and institution to develop existing magic’ reminds us that only universities come to mind in Sahan's brain.

“… and. I have a matter to announce. ”

Sahan folded his arms and said as solemnly as he could.

“A temporary coalition expedition was launched, recently confirmed by the fact that an army of 'undead’ and monsters were forming an elaborate group in the northern uncharted territory. ”

He stops speaking and glances at the wizards with a sharp eye.

It doesn't mean much, but I did it once because my assistant was like this in the military.

“We recruit wizards to volunteer for the coalition expedition." Soldiers who have been through war will mature even further. Think carefully, and come to my office only if you want to volunteer. ”

He said that, and turned around without much expectation.

Then, the new position, the 'first commander’, took the place of Sahan, and the full training began.

“Let the training begin! ”

The commander shouted to the wizards.

More than 600 wizards, including new recruits like sunchicks, just came in, responded vigorously.

February is when all the students from several schools graduate.

That's why there were so many new wizards who applied for the "Esteban's Army" which rose so rapidly.

It's hard enough to handle all that by yourself.

So he found someone to lead the army on his behalf.

He is now acting as the commander, and if he goes to any meeting, he will say, "I'm the closest thing to Saehan." Sosam, "the wizard with the gift of living with the word 'my mouth.'

*

“… uh-huh. It was hard.”

Late afternoon after all of Sahan's activities, including the work of the 'University of Magic'. Serzin and Pocalor have been shopping for quite a while and have returned home.

With two attendants with shopping bags almost all over their body.

For reference, one of the two is Arene. Looks like you found it.

“Why are you packing so many baries? ”

Sahan asked.

“Now that ‘Por’ needs independence, I'm late for something. ”

Ser Jinn said that, and he took another look at the things he brought back.

“Ah-ha-ha.”

Pocalor smiles beautifully.

“By the way, Por. Living alone. Are you sure you want to do this?”

Ser Jinn asked as if he was worried after finishing checking the item.

“Oh, it's okay. I think it's better to be alone, and I've lived alone for a long time. You don't have to worry too much. ”

For reference, Por is the name of Pocalor.

“… if so. Call Crystal Hall if anything happens. ”

Serzin holds Pocalor's hand and sends word.

The two people who spent less than two months together became quite familiar with each other like this.

At first, of course, it was Sergin who stopped Pocalor with suspicious eyes... but one day, after hearing her family situation, bad feelings melted away like snow.

That's why you feel sorry for living away from her.

“Ugh, yeah. Thank you."

Pocalor slightly shifts her burdensome gaze.

Pocalor's face was strangely red, probably because he was imagining what was going on between Forgiveness and Serge almost every day.

That is the most decisive reason why she said she would be independent.

The groaning in the bedroom, the bathroom, the living room, wherever you are.

“Uh, where are we moving? Oh, I should get a house in Raman too...”

Arene scratches the back of her head and says so.

Pocalor smiles slightly, and his face is full of it.

* * * *

“... Huh... Huh. ”

The horse, 'Peter’, had no choice but to utter a laughter at the magnificent sight that unfolded before his eyes.

I feel incredibly solemn, so I need to tighten my head right now.

Yeah, that's why he was stuck on this deserted island.

That's why I was so reliant on the slightest chance I could think of.

“ … ”

By his side, Sharmin gazes at the ‘Giant’ with the same dazed eyes.

A black giant kneeling in the middle of the island.

He shines a red eye that resembles the eyes of the beast, and holds the 'master’ who created himself without the touch of a beat.

Titan.

Lord of the Fallen Myth. We've managed to break through the same possibilities and bring them back to life.

The legendary Giant, wise and wise, reigned here as the strongest undead.

The clear moonlight shines only upon the Giants.

Scattered breeze.

The majestic energy of the current resonates.

“… what the hell is this? ”

Sharmin taps the sturdy soles of the giant's feet.

She felt under no pressure that this giant's sole was more than twice the size of my body.

Peter pauses and swallows his saliva.

With a kind look in his eyes, the giant notices it and starts raising its enormous body.

The earth trembles, as if the island were to sink beneath the surface of the sea immediately.

Instead of Mana, the Giant looked up at the night sky with his big eyes.

But I soon lose interest and look away.

To the ‘myth itself’, heaven must have been too close to be called heaven.

“... is the king of kings. The King of the Undead. An undead, truly immortal, that will bring destruction to humanity. ”

Peter looks at the giant looking at him.

I feel overwhelmed with resonance.

It's like the heartbeat of a giant is transferring to itself.

“... Are you stronger than the Demon King? ”

Charming doesn't know what's going on.

However, Peter was not able to answer because he was obsessed with the idea of being with the giant.

“Ha-ha-ha-ha...”

He didn't notice. A perverse love of the Horsemen that he was worried about, a perverse obsession with that love. that all of that came to me in a moment.

".."

Sharmin stares at the giant dazed, smiling, and looks at him with a slightly awkward gaze.