"Phew, I guess this is it"

QUALITY Rigid, in an office room with no extra decorations, the man brought large to the chair

Age is in his 30s...... no, the black-eyed, brunette guy who also looks like in his 20s was rubbing his terrible right hand with a feather pen

If you look out the window, it's dark, and they've been pretty focused.

Concon, I can hear you knocking on the door.

There's only one visitor this late at night.

"Sir, I brought you some tea"

"Oh, come in."

"Yes, excuse me"

It was the maid who served the man who opened the door and slowly came in.

preparing tea as she rocked a chestnut ponytail, she usually wobbly distorted that adorable face

"Sir, aren't you making it impossible? We're all worried about you getting up late and writing these days."

"Oh, tell everyone not to worry. I'm not pushing it. but thanks."

Drink the tea she prepared for me. I'll take my time.

"I'm not pushing it, but if I don't write this up, I'll die clean. Ha."

So laughing and drinking tea, she stared silently at the Lord

her lord, the man conquers the continent, Zest, head of the Great Empire Grunn Empire, the court magician.

He's been doing his last job for almost 100 years, renouncing his name when he was Japanese.

"I won't be around forever, either. I have to finish my last job. That's a promise."

smile lonely and say so. He takes the feather pen again

She gently lowered her head so she wouldn't get in the way of the Lord and left the room.

Don't disturb the Lord's last work.

So that the Lord can keep his word.

Hold your chest pendant gently

"I'm sure he'll laugh that he doesn't even care. But don't forget. My people and my clan have given him an unrequited favour. Don't betray him, even if he tries to turn the whole continent against his enemies."

grab the pendant that will be given to an adult clan woman with that word. She returns between refraining

"Grandfather, if I said I didn't want it to be my last job, would I betray you? I still want him to live..."

Grunn Empire Lead Court Demon Instructor Zest's Last Job

It's my 100-year-old record of battle.

the task of compiling and communicating to future generations the tumultuous history in which the Empire was to reign over the continent

When the rest of the world moved out of the other world, it was to create a "guide book for the other world" that the people didn't have to struggle with at all.