The Adventure of the Boy With a Mind of a Middle-aged Man

When I realized it, I looked down at the woman who was still wearing a respirator.

Every day, her condition deteriorates and she is no longer allowed to breathe without such a boneless machine.

This is an incurable disease that cannot be cured in modern medicine. I knew from the edge that this would happen.

But I can handle it myself. I can get that smile back. That's what I thought. No! I was just desperately trying to guess.

However, God in the name of miracle never smiled at me, no matter how much he studied it, he didn't even grasp it, and the end was only approaching.

"Tonight will be the pass."

I feel strangely distant from the words of the doctor in charge, who is also my friend and hers.

Your consciousness is cloudy, and nothing is already visible in your eyes. I know he didn't bother pointing it out.

Blew... in?

Her heart jumped out into her scattered voice.

"Oh, it's me! Brain!"

That's what he was shouting with a shamefully flipped voice.

I had a dream...

"What kind of dream?

She grips her right hand and asks.

"Strange but... a happy dream"

"Well, it's too abstract to understand. I want a specific explanation."

She looked at me and said,

I love it.

I make such a ridiculous declaration.

"Yeah, me too! So stay with me forever! Until, of course, we're grandpa and grandma!

With overflowing tears blocking your vision,

"When that happens... that's fine."

"I will! No, I'll definitely show you. So..."

"Brain has always been together... I'm so happy... I'm so happy..."

She smiles with satisfaction and happiness. And...

Urgus, formerly Count of Nova Scotia, December 20, 907 at 6 a.m. A.D.

In a unique feeling that rises from the bottom of a deep lake, birds begin to cry out of the window. Face up to the vibrant living sounds that gradually grow, the office landscape that I frequently use recently.

"I fell asleep while keeping my paperwork organized."

To deceive you, wipe your sleeves with the constantly flowing liquid on your cheeks, get up from your desk, and open the window curtains.

You must have dreamed of crying. Recently, I have been in this pathetic situation frequently. And when I decided that I didn't remember the content of my dream at all.

If there is reproducibility so far, there must be a reason, but honestly, no matter how much I try to remember, I don't even grasp it.

Perhaps this dream is my pre-rebirth memory. After all, the knowledge and common sense acquired in the past are clearly recalled, but only the memories of the past are refreshed.

I'm sure this is some sort of restraint when you're reincarnated.

"Lord! I'm sorry I'm so tired!

Just as thoughts were about to get lost in the labyrinth, Chobi Beard civilian Arnold entered the lord's office in a hurry.

In the past few months, I have entrusted the operation of the Laddle Territory, which is already getting out of my hands, to the executives of the Judo and Sagami Chambers of Commerce, and I have concentrated here on reforming the territory of the former Novartis and Navarro.

After all, the land was on the verge of death because of the ruthless administration of the territory of Count Novar.

A management policy that does not attempt to foster a busy industry in the territory, but leaves the management of agricultural land to the people and covers everything by mining mines. As a result, nearly 80% of the people will starve because we will collect taxes.

The non-Uruguayan people lived a life-and-death life, collected only from taxes and labor. They wanted a quick fix.

"No, it's fine. I mean, in terms of fatigue, you guys aren't too different, are you?

"You know, nobody works in this territory like you."

That's because I'm the lord, unintentionally. Personally, it's more or less appropriate to do research in a lab than to imitate this kind of management.

I see. I can't take it off today, so please hurry up. "

"I've heard from Aquid and the others. It's a beautiful setting for a magic school teacher, isn't it?

"Yes, it is."

"That's exactly what I came to this damn early time. I will take over the Lord's duties today."

"Even if you take over, you have your own business, don't you?

"Don't worry. They're supposed to split up and share."

I certainly have nothing to do with it today. In other words, it's all about fighting documents.

Recently, Urgus officials, including Arnold, have significantly improved their administrative skills. Let's say Arnold and the others like it today.

"Okay. Please."

I start explaining the documents piled up on the desk.

Transfer to the shade in front of Imperial Magic Knight Academy before heading to the school building.

A gray-haired owl approaches as he enters the professor's room and plays in his seat in the corner of the room.

Long time no see.

"Oh, it's been a long time. I'm listening. S-Class, it's like a reputation in the middle.

Within the Magic Academy, the S class of the current three years is regarded as the supreme class, and has become the envy of all students in the school. I'm sure it's because of them. Within the college, students are increasingly demanding compulsory classes in a unified curriculum. It meant that the Magic Academy would be freed from feudal fossil systems like ghosts.

If there is no obstruction from politicians, and if we are given sufficient and accurate information, we will walk to the end where profits are maximized on our own. This is like an instinct, in a sense, of a species of man who yearns for progress and development.

But I'm not asking you to modernize all the compulsory subjects. For example, the "Imperial Prosperity" of the head teacher is excellent in terms of knowing the history of the empire, and above all, makes him attach to the state. It will be a must for education in this country.

Recently, it has become much easier to hear only the head teacher's classes, both from nobles and civilians. Well, there's a high likelihood of confrontation with us.

"Hmm, thanks to their hard work, the reformers of the Academy are in the upper hand. Decide to reform the Academy in this S-Rank match!

Recently, the management of the old Novartis, full of problems, has not touched the reform of the Magic Academy, but as seen from Sieg, who breathes roughly, has succeeded in smoothly dismantling the power of the valley nobles.

"Is that why they're so few today?

Not only are the professors of the sectarian aristocracy, but I can't even see the leader who was always at the forefront of this event. I wonder if they finally gave up.

"No, there can't be such a cute thing. I guess you're planning another wasteful and appeasement."

Sieg laughs like a deputy general in heaven. There's plenty of room.

Sieg and the S-Class teachers must have already done a good job on this practical exam.

That beast is also interested in S-Class education policy. Once upon a time, I didn't know, and I couldn't do anything about it without thinking about it. I'm sure it's okay to leave this to Sieg and the others.

So the door of the professors' meeting room was opened, and the professors of the sectarian aristocracy came in. All of them had smiles in their faces that made them proud.

Among them, the only teacher sits in his seat with a face where all emotions have fallen off, and he looks distant with his hands together.

Normally, that old man, even if he caught a cold, would catch up with me. That's how it works. The look on the nobles' faces doesn't mean they're too busy.

"I don't like it so much....."

"Don't worry. The examiner for today's examination shall be a law clerk dispatched by the Secretary of the Interior. I won't let you do anything wrong."

I see.

If intelligence professionals, the Home Secretary, are on the move, we will ensure fairness in the practical examinations. Sure, you don't have to worry about it.

I will also shift the topic to the students' recent educational progress.