Volume 3 Chapter 37 Students
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Hey, quit busting my chops,” I hissed.
Unfortunately, my timing could not have been worse. From the makeshift nursery beside us, our eldest, Reinhardt, began to fuss in his sleep, prompting my sister-in-law to stir and start soothing him. Naturally, Kenze wasted no time pinning the blame on me.
”Nah, that’s actually insane,” she scoffed. “That’s all on you—you were practically shouting like a maniac.”
We immediately dropped our voices to frantic whispers, but the damage was done. Reinhardt announced that he needed a change, and my sister-in-law set to work.
”You really love blaming me for everything, don’t you?” I muttered.
Kenze merely shrugged, a faint smirk tugging at her lips.
”It’s just your fate, isn’t it? Born under an unlucky star.”
”Don’t talk about my destiny like you’re reading a horoscope.”
While we continued our pointless argument, my sister-in-law scooped Reinhardt into her arms, nudged the wooden door open, and stepped out onto the balcony. Seeing an opportunity to escape, I followed after her.
”I’m going to get some fresh air.”
”Oi.” Kenze clicked her tongue. “The hell you staring at? You’re going out there butt-naked?”
”Relax. No one can see us out here.”
The upper balcony of our somewhat ramshackle house was surprisingly private. Two guard towers stood behind the building, but the way the structure had been built blocked any clear line of sight.
”Whatever,” she grumbled.
”What do you mean, ‘whatever’? You look like a woman, Kenze. Put something on.”
”You’re such a nag.”
Even so, she reluctantly pulled on a nightgown before trailing after me.
The moment we stepped outside, the November air slammed into us with enough force to make me regret every life decision that had led me there. Naked, it was freezing.
”Catch.”
Kenze tossed a robe at me.
”Thanks.”
Above us, a full moon hung in a cloudless sky, bathing the harbor in silver light so bright that it almost felt like daytime. Beyond the balcony stood the Viscount’s Palace, its dark silhouette overlooking the water where three massive ships rested at anchor.
”Is he asleep?” I whispered as I leaned over to look at Reinhardt.
He had inherited his mother’s golden hair, and whenever he opened his eyes, brilliant blue stared back at the world. The kid was practically destined to become a heartbreaker. Everyone insisted he looked like me, but aside from the stubborn cowlick, I honestly could not see it. My appearance from my previous life had vanished completely, which made the comparison feel almost absurd.
Now that he had a fresh diaper, the future lady-killer seemed perfectly content to sleep.
”He has a fine face,” Kenze observed. “You should have him mate with Zaboo.”
Zaboo was Kenze’s child.
The problem was that Amazoness reproduction looked nothing like what most people expected. During their mating cycle, Amazonesses developed a temporary organ used for reproduction, along with a matching anatomical structure located within the anal canal1. Biologically speaking, it was a perfectly functional method of producing fertilized eggs. Visually speaking, however, it looked exactly like a BL scene.
”Absolutely not,” I snapped. “I’m not having him grow up with some bizarre fetish.”
For that matter, fertilized Amazoness eggs entered a dormant state and remained there until later stimulation triggered the ovulatory phase, eventually producing an egg wrapped in protective mucus.
”What’s the harm?” Kenze pressed. “He takes after his father. It might even improve his sloppy taste in women.”
”Keep your nose out of it.”
”Hey! He finally fell asleep!”
My voice carried farther than I intended.
Reinhardt squirmed, and my sister-in-law immediately shot me a look sharp enough to count as a formal reprimand. I pressed a finger to my lips and signaled for Kenze to do the same. Together we watched in silence until the little angel’s mouth fell slightly open and he drifted back into a deep, peaceful sleep.
That had been close.
Lowering her voice even further, my sister-in-law began sharing village news. Hans-niisan had recently welcomed twin daughters. Alberto-san over in the Dish Basin had a son, while Bours-san—the former Royal Army captain—had apparently become a father yet again.
”The Bours family is quite somethin’,” she said. “His new son was born two months after his grandson Michel-san. The son is literally younger than his nephew.”
Leave it to a retired soldier to keep fighting long after retirement. The man had to be in his fifties by now.
”Oh, and Celt-san left the village.”
That surprised me.
He had been a tenant farmer before the war, but after returning from the Battle of Vod Fortress, he had purchased land in the Dish Basin and become a yeoman.
”It wasn’t because he felt uncomfortable or anythin’,” she added, though her hesitation suggested there was more to the story. “After the Haritz Rebellion, there was a call for talented officers. Bours-san recommended him, and he accepted a position as vice-captain of the town guards in another city.”
That sounded about right. Celt had always been dependable. During the war, he had been the kind of squad leader people trusted with their lives.
When I asked whether people back home had changed, neither of them answered directly. Every response felt as though they were chewing on words they could not quite swallow, and after a year away, I found myself wondering whether my place there had quietly disappeared without me noticing.
”What about Nico and Marie?”
”Nico’s letter was tucked in with the money you sent,” my sister-in-law replied. “She said everything was fine.”
”Marie became an Associate Professor this spring,” Kenze added.
I blinked.
Wait.
Associate Professor?
That position required a professor’s recommendation. I was the one who held that role, and I had been missing for a year.
”What’s happened to my classroom?” I asked.
”Your classroom?”
”The Academy.”
”Oh.” Kenze nodded. “A boyish girl who looks like a Dwarf is the professor now.”
”What?”
”I think her name was… Rosa.”
For a moment, I thought I had misheard her. Rosa? That Rosa?
She was the student who had forced her way into the western campaign after claiming she had the Dean’s approval. She was undeniably brilliant, but only a year had passed. Back then, she had not even been a Research Student.
”Rosa is a professor now? Really?”
”Ask Katarina. I don’t know the details.”
”Wait. Katarina is here?”
”The temporary commander of the fixed-wing drone squadron is Katarina,” my sister-in-law confirmed.
That made even less sense.
She should have been serving as an assistant professor at Meinshatt Magic School. I was the one who had recommended her.
I spent the next several minutes fishing for information, but neither of them knew much about the crews aboard the Mutsuki or the Ki-Sarah-gi. Only the largest ship, the Tsukishi, carried familiar faces.
And those ship names…
Fourth Sage was absolutely responsible. There was far too much Japanese influence involved.
According to them, the fleet admiral was a red-haired officer named Major Birger Dons, a veteran sailor from the Celt Kingdom who resembled Alberto-san. The Tsukishi itself was commanded by a Dwarf named Roland Gar, brother of Arsenal Bureau’s Aslan Gar. Katarina had apparently been eating with them regularly, which was why their names stuck in my sister-in-law’s memory.
Most of the crew wore the uniforms of the newly established Naval Military Academy.
Kenze mentioned seeing a few familiar Academy faces among them, though she could not remember any names.
The next morning, we boarded a rowboat and headed for the Tsukishi.
By the time we climbed the rope ladder and stepped aboard, the admiral, the captain, and a very familiar-looking Katarina were already waiting. Behind them stood a row of uniformed students, a small Elf Mage in a suit, and—somehow—a girl wearing the Magic Academy uniform.
The suited Elf was Tura, a Research Student.
The uniform belonged to the troublemaker herself.
Romy.
Tura made sense. She had always been gifted with magical devices, so supervising the engine room seemed like a natural fit.
Romy was another matter entirely.
The only explanation I could think of was that Assistant Professor Eida had finally reached her limit and decided that putting Romy on a ship would make her someone else’s problem.
Much as I wanted to rush over and speak with Katarina, protocol demanded that I greet the officers first.
Admiral Dons explained that he had been contracted to test the seaworthiness of the new vessels on the open ocean. Captain Roland Gar, meanwhile, was serving under his guidance.
They proceeded to show me around the ship.
The overall design was unmistakably mine, and they had implemented it remarkably well. The coal bunkers, ballast tanks, boilers, and steam turbines were all exactly where they should have been.
One thing immediately stood out, however.
The alternator attached to the main steam turbine was enormous.
The amber circuits and capacitors were equally oversized.
Apparently Rosa had overseen the ship’s overall design while Marie handled the electrical systems. The admiral referred to them as “Professor” and “Associate Professor” without the slightest hesitation.
So if I returned to the Academy, would I be working under Rosa?
She was a genius, and we were the same age, so it was not exactly humiliating.
Still, the principle of it bothered me.
Then we reached the bridge.
The moment I stepped inside, I froze.
They had installed plate glass.
It did not cover the entire structure, but large panes had been fitted into frames that could be opened or sealed as needed. In clear weather, the shutters could remain open. During rain, the glass provided visibility while keeping the crew dry. In storms, wooden lattices could be fitted outside to help disperse the force of incoming waves.
”With this,” the admiral declared proudly, “we can steer through a storm without getting soaked.”
For a man who had spent years challenging death in the Northern Sea, his excitement was oddly infectious.
”And there’s this, too.”
He pointed toward a clock mounted beside the chart table.
”Romy-san discovered the principle behind this. It’s a clock with almost no margin of error.”
Romy?
”By measuring the stars with a sextant, we can determine latitude,” he continued. “Longitude has always been the difficult part. With this clock, we can finally determine our exact position.”
I understood the theory immediately. It was essentially the same principle behind regional time differences.
The challenge was precision.
Extreme precision.
And Romy had built this?
I remained skeptical, but the admiral stroked his beard with such open reverence that I could not dismiss the claim outright.
Once the tour concluded, Katarina finally approached us.
”We’d like to speak with you.”
After obtaining permission from the admiral, we gathered in the ship’s dining hall.
”I thought I’d never see you again,” Katarina said quietly.
”Right?” Romy added without missing a beat. “I thought you were dead in a ditch somewhere.”
Beside her, Tura openly broke into tears.
Only then did the full weight of it hit me.
Katarina and Tura had worked beside me for years. We had traveled to battlefields together, shared dangers together, and somehow survived them together. While I had been focused on my own problems, they had spent an entire year believing they might never see me again.
A painful warmth tightened in my chest, and before I realized it, my eyes had begun to sting.
Romy, meanwhile, remained exactly the same as ever.
”Well, there’s no use getting worked up over them.”
After waiting for Tura to calm down, I asked about the state of the Laboratory following my disappearance.
According to Katarina, the Fourth Sage had eventually delivered all of my blueprints—the ones I had drafted while awaiting trial—to the Laboratory. From there, everyone had torn through them with obsessive enthusiasm. Rosa, Tura, and Marie led the effort, refining the designs, producing countless variations, and gradually transforming impossible concepts into working technology.
The steam turbine project alone had spawned over twenty separate blueprints. As a result, Rosa, credited as the primary author on most of them, had bypassed the usual roles of researcher and assistant professor to become an Associate Professor—then full Professor. Tura and Marie were close behind, having both secured Associate Professor positions.
”So, starting in March, Rosa and Tura took command at the shipyards in Marquis Sabaski’s territory,” Tura said, her tone professional and crisp, reflecting her academic standing. “With Marie and a few others holding down the fort at the Academy, they managed to build these—the Tsukushi, Mutsuki, and Kisaragi.”
”In such a short time?” I asked, my voice neutral.
It seemed they’d pushed the Duke’s estate ironworks to full capacity to churn out steel plates, while gathering Dwarves from across the country for the welding work. Most surprising was that after a few failed scale models, they’d jumped straight to the full-scale construction, conducted a few sea trials, and sailed straight for me.
”Rosa said it was only possible because you left notes on all the potential problem areas, Professor,” Tura added, wiping away tears with a smile.
I suppose I might have written those down.
”Speaking of which, did Katarina head to the Meinshatt Magic School?”
She winced at the question. While everyone else was analyzing my designs, she’d been obsessing over a twin-engine fixed-wing drone. After seeing how Rosa had used the original drone to crash into General Geklan, she’d been determined to build something capable of dropping payloads.
”A twin-engine design is tricky, isn’t it?” I asked.
According to her, the balance was difficult, and she was the only one capable of building it. However, the actual flight was surprisingly easy since the goblin ganglia handled the adjustments automatically. The design was approved, and she’d managed to snag an assistant professorship at the Academy just before hitting thirty. Since the Academy President had greenlit it, I suppose the promise made to the other side was broken, though it didn’t seem to be an issue.
Meanwhile, the rest of the crew, led by Rosa, remained stationed at the Marquis’s shipyard, documenting issues from the test runs and working on the next cruiser to ensure it could handle the open ocean.
”Any idea when that’ll be finished?” I inquired.
”The number of Dwarves has dropped significantly, so I’d say another six months,” Tura replied.
I let out a breath of relief at her words. That likely meant the expectation was for me to use that ship to reach the New Continent. In short, I had six months of freedom.
”Are you all heading back to the shipyards once you return?”
They intended to stay on board for a while to monitor for further issues.
”Romy, too?”
”Well, staying on land is boring, isn’t it?” Romy chirped, her tone full of bubbly enthusiasm. “Though the Royal Capital is hard to leave behind, too.”
(You’re always living for yourself, aren’t you?)
Apparently, the chubby Claudia and the researcher Janet were also on board the Mutsuki and Kisaragi, teaching the crew how to maintain the boilers, steam turbines, and the craft propulsion systems.
I was planning to head back near noon when Katarina approached, fidgeting. She’d turned thirty, but to me—having served as the “sexual plaything” for the former professor—her body remained my absolute preference. I listened with great anticipation.
”Um, I’ve decided to get married. Kya!” Katarina squealed, her tone high-pitched and overly dramatic.
Kya? Give me a break. I felt like an idiot for getting my hopes up. Apparently, she’d met a “manly” guy while consulting the Arsenal Bureau for parts.
”I see,” I said, maintaining a neutral, composed tone. “Congratulations. I hope you’ll be happy.”
As I was boarding the small boat, the Mutsuki and Kisaragi suddenly erupted with black smoke. People scrambled on deck, rushing to man the cannons on the bow.
”A training exercise. They must have spotted some good targets,” the Admiral accompanying me said, his voice clipped and procedural.
The two ships disappeared into the distance, only to return shortly after. They were each towing a whale. It seemed they’d gone hunting; they lowered boats, wrapped ropes around the tails, and hauled them to the beach, handing the ropes off to the waiting crowd before turning back.
”Please, everyone, have a share,” the Admiral directed.
I thanked the Admiral. Returning to the port, I was immediately accosted by Finance Minister Yani, who launched into a long lecture about how a Grand Duke shouldn’t be wandering around as he pleased.
”That whale is a gift from the Admiral, by the way,” I mentioned once the former fishing magnate finally paused for air.
”Is that so?” Yani replied, his tone analytical. “Well then, I’ll have the tail meat delivered later.”
The best part of the whale is near the tail fin. According to2 Yoghess tradition, it’s reserved for the hunters and the local Lord—it seems the custom holds here as well.
Back at the Viscount’s Palace, representatives from the major towns and villages were already crowding the halls.
”Aren’t the greetings scheduled for tomorrow’s ceremony?” I asked.
”That is not how these things work,” Duke Igor’s butler scolded, his tone deferential but firm. I spent the next eight hours meeting them. By the time I finished, without lunch, the sun had long since set.
”Butler,” I muttered, “it seems our guests were more interested in meeting Thomas than me.”
They greeted me out of obligation, but everyone seemed eager to talk to Thomas at length. Worse, I overheard them whispering, questioning if I was truly the one who fought the Battle of Mustopae.
”General Thomas has been visiting many villages and towns to provide agricultural guidance,” the butler explained smoothly. “It is only natural he is popular.”
True enough. Maybe he should have been the one to take the seat of Grand Duke.
The last visitor of the day was Viscount Veresk of the Empire of Rus, who governed the borderlands.
”I have a private matter to discuss,” he whispered.
I led him to the round table room.
”Moscow has fallen to the forces of Subutai of the Boltechino,” Veresk said, his voice trembling. “Two hundred thousand heads were severed.”
Moscow, the “Second Imperial Capital,” was a massive city. Rumor had it that the person defending it was the Emperor’s own brother, a capable man.
According to the Viscount, Subutai had slowly burned down every village and town visible from Moscow, using trebuchets to launch the victims’ remains over the walls. With the siege lines tightening, those in the vicinity had nowhere to run—captured, executed, and tossed into the city.
When the young soldiers, driven to desperation, surged from the gates, Subutai’s forces feigned retreat, lured them into an ambush, and crushed them. As the Frontier Count Pugachev prepared to reinforce the city, Subutai used siege weapons to breach the walls, decapitated everyone, and stacked the heads into a mountain ten meters high and a hundred meters wide to block the Count’s path.
”They are nothing but demons.”
The Viscount’s face was pale, trembling with terror. If the Second Imperial Capital had fallen, then Duke Igor might be right—the Empire of Rus could be nearing its end.
”I have a request,” Veresk continued.
If the Boltechino attacked his lands, he wanted to know if my country would accept him and his commoners as refugees. Given that Katri had attended a maid training school in Moscow, Cain was quite close to that city, and the Viscount’s own territory was closer still.
”The Grand Duke’s territory is protected by marshlands,” the Viscount argued. “If you secure the key points, you can hold out.”
That might be true, but it felt rich coming from him. Besides, I wasn’t even sure if we had the resources to accept ten thousand refugees.
All I knew was this: in a world situation like this, leaving my young son in this country to go to the New Continent was out of the question.
I needed to find a way to stop dancing to the Fourth Sage’s tune.
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Summary:
The protagonist reunites with his sister-in-law and Kenze while observing his newborn son, Reinhardt. He discovers that his former students have taken significant roles in his absence, including Rosa as a professor and Romy inventing an accurate clock. The chapter concludes with a tense and emotional reunion aboard the ship Tsukishi with his former aides.
Cain reconvenes with his research team to discuss the rapid development of his steam-powered fleet and drone technology during his absence. While the team celebrates their successes and personal milestones, news of the brutal fall of Moscow to Subutai reaches Cain, plunging the region into geopolitical instability. Cain realizes that he must balance the impending request to journey to the New Continent with the immediate necessity of protecting his own domain and son.
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Trivia:
Amazoness reproduction involves a dormant egg stage and a specific mating-period organ.
The ship names Tsukishi, Mutsuki, and Kisaragi are Fourth Sage’s naming convention.
The Admiral is Birger Dons from the Celt Kingdom.
Romy’s clock uses star-height observation to determine longitude.
Rosa bypassed several academic ranks to achieve full Professor status.
The Academy President secretly authorized Katarina’s drone project, overriding previous promises.
Subutai’s forces used decapitated heads to create a massive physical barrier to block reinforcement efforts.
The “Second Imperial Capital” of Moscow is geographically significant for being near Cain’s territory.
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Translation Notes:
Notes:
• Reinhardt – The protagonist’s eldest son and heir is a golden-haired, blue-eyed infant. Currently in the care of his aunt, the protagonist’s sister-in-law, this baby is designated by Helbert as the future Grand Duke. As the central focus of inheritance, he carries significant political expectations and is destined to eventually assume all of his father’s responsibilities and title.
• Kenze – A muscular, dark-skinned Amazonian warrior and former Tashkurgan agent, she travels as a Frontier Count’s subordinate and the Grand Duke’s loyal protector. Adorned in a niqab and slave crest, this blunt, sharp-tongued combatant balances fierce loyalty to her allies—including Earnest, Teressa, and Larry—with a confrontational demeanor. Though mentally unstable near the Boltechino, she is a fierce guardian.
• Zaboo – The child of Kenze, this newborn infant was delivered from a jar-like container, named after the strongest person in Kenze’s homeland, and is currently looked after by her former superior officer. Accompanying Kenze as a constant presence, the creature shares a close bond with its companion.
• Alberto – A 17-year-old, expressionless Strock Village resident over 2m tall and 100kg with a hulking, red-ogre-like physique and monstrous strength. Formerly a delinquent, this renowned combatant and temporary Elders’ Council member now lives at the Dish Basin, where he had a boy. Engaged to Mary Eisner, he has warm regard for Larry but doubts his future, and is known to Hans and Earnest.
• Bours – Tall, scarred, 46-year-old human yeoman Sullen Bours is a Debritz family acquaintance, retired Western Front captain, and recent father. Wearing a faded Royal Army uniform, this Academy alumnus and Vod Fortress mentor manages orchards, sits on the Council, and heads the 303rd Militia. Married to Sheeta-san with a conscripted son, he saved Larry and Rudy, and taught the protagonist combat crafts.
• Hans – Heir to the Kessler estate and reckless Strock Village Head, this rugged, 2m, 100kg Obernbach ruffian manages local stability and protects the narrator’s family. A pragmatic, harsh leader struggling with emotional control, he clashed with Niko but deeply cares for his subordinates. He is Larry’s devoted older brother and, despite his charismatic, ruffian nature, recently became a father to twin girls.
• Al – Alberto (Al), a massive red‑haired man recently wed to Mary, lives near the Dish Basin. He’s a companion of Hans, helping intimidate and rally elders as a villager and leader.
• Michel – The grandson of Bours and a skilled Lieutenant responsible for bringing down the enemy castle.
• Celt – In his twenties, this former tenant farmer is now a yeoman, town guard, and leader of the Second Squad, overseeing Strock Village’s fortifications. Dressed in simple work clothes, the calm, kind sandal-maker and translator of Bours’s jargon quietly admires Teressa-san’s skill. Once a 303rd Unit militia leader, he earned his land with reward money and remains the village’s trusted gossip source.
• Haritz – A town associated with a specific type of guard Golem used during a rebellion led by a now-deceased figure, whose remnants recently attempted to hijack the Cain estate.
• Marie – Larry, a sharp-tongued Strock Village native and Kiridal Magic Academy student/Associate Professor, manages lab operations while raising her child in the Royal Capital. A peer to Darina and friend to Manuela, she lives with her husband Kenze, sharing a close, affectionate bond despite once fearing herself a threat and asking him to kill her. She keeps her hair as a talisman.
• Nico – A petite, silver-haired, mana-less Strock Village resident, former Bizan worker, and current Besanburg resident associated with the protagonist, to whom she sent a letter. As a target for assassination, she survived an assault by Marie’s grandfather, Marc. She is Marie’s confidante, cousin to the Marquis’s captive, and Larry’s pregnant romantic partner.
• Mar – A battle‑hardened veteran, clad in worn armor, uses door panels as shields and captures enemy crossbows; Larry’s comrade who teases him about his sister‑in‑law’s pampering, known as Martin to his companion Edmond.
• Rosa – A cynical, headset-wearing 14-year-old Sabaski academy student who resembles a Dwarf. This “boku-girl” drone pilot, motor tech genius, and fisherman’s daughter rose from battling war’s harsh realities under a “hag” to become a full Professor. Credited with numerous blueprints, she commands shipyard operations. She caught the Magic Armored Division’s eye and earned a personal audience with the King.
• Dean – A professor whose office serves as a central hub for academic administration.
• Katarina – A diligent 30-year-old human Chief Researcher at the Royal Magic Academy who recently decided to get married. Obsessed with creating a twin-engine fixed-wing drone, she serves as a temporary squadron commander. Facing expulsion after being used by Pauman, she is an acquaintance of Larry, serves as Earnest’s attendant, manages the protagonist’s needs, and assists in operations.
• Sarah – A heavily pierced Elf Mage and Second Lieutenant in the Magic Armored Division who commands the Magic Corps and controls specialized golem labor. Identifiable by her facial piercings, pointed ears, and long dark hair, this disciplined tactician avoids demotion thanks to a Major’s intervention. She restrains Kenze and partners with Thomas in his ambitions, despite once calling him a brute-headed brawler.
• Sara – A woman with numerous gold piercings in her ears, eyebrows, and nose, often wearing thick, aggressive makeup. She serves as the Second Lieutenant and Commander of the First Company.
• Fourth Sage – A wise, enigmatic, and manipulative elderly figure from Schweilitz known as the Fourth Sage. Serving as a highly perceptive political and magical advisor, they orchestrate the protagonist’s life and residential arrangements. They actively seek advice from Larry while simultaneously insisting on Larry’s crucial participation in the upcoming New Continent mission.
• Fourth – An enigmatic and cunning figure also known as the Fourth Sage. This mysterious entity actively seeks advice from Larry while simultaneously insisting on Larry’s crucial participation in the upcoming New Continent mission.
• Sage – An elderly instructor and mentor who acts as a schemer behind the scenes. He is responsible for recommending Larry for various academic and safety-related positions.
• Aslan Gar – Aslan Gar is a captain and director at the Arsenal Bureau. He works alongside the Fourth Sage in managing the development and training of recruits.
• Birger – A red-headed major and admiral of the fleet.
• Roland – Heir to the Canaria throne and Queen Cecile’s younger brother, this dwarf serves as a ship captain. They possess clean, golden-blonde hair identical to the Queen’s, alongside an innocent, beautiful face easily mistaken for a girl, yet they dress in a boy’s formal wear.
• Aslan – Aslan Gar is a captain, Director, and Arsenal Bureau Chief with an authoritative, high-pressure bureaucratic presence. Alongside managing military equipment, logistics, and personnel, he oversees the training, development, and strategic deployment of new recruits. He works directly with the Fourth Sage and is the brother of Roland, blending martial command with strict administrative control.
• Major – A commanding military officer with a sadistic inclination toward interrogation. She orchestrates the sessions and utilizes Telepathy to coordinate with her subordinates.
• Tura – Nineteen but physically resembling a five-year-old, this highly emotional Elf Mage from a mining family is a Royal Magic Academy Associate Professor and research student. Passionate about magic and flying devices, she helped design the new ships and serves as Earnest’s field assistant alongside Katarina, operating fixed-wing drones. Escorted to safety with Katarina, she is deeply impacted by others’ sacrifices.
• Romy – A troublesome Academy student and researcher under Larry’s care, she lacks raw ability but discovered the principle behind an accurate clock. Her name is on laboratory Mana-charging blueprints. Attached to the Royal Capital but preferring life at sea, she acts as the protagonist’s companion at a funeral and noticeably reacts to her mentor’s stutter, reflecting her bond with peers and Larry.
• Eida – A strict, 28-year-old Magic Academy Assistant Professor from Ulm Village with short dark brown hair who wears civilian clothes off-duty. A mother of two, she serves under the Associate Professor, managing finances, scheduling, and research while supporting Larry. She uses a tough-love approach, frequently scolding and pushing the protagonist to work hard, expecting them home by spring.
• Marquis – An elderly nobleman with a volatile temper. His face turns beet-red when insulted, and he is quick to abandon formal deliberation in favor of a violent resolution via duel.
• Sabaski – A family name associated with the Dean of the Simple-type faculty.
• Marc – Marc von Harritz, the curly-haired, medium-built second son of a noble family and grandson of a former Marquis, retains his lineage despite being reduced to a slave. Infamous for a masked dogeza apology at the Magic School, he now leads a village and protects orphaned children after a recent conflict. Currently held as a prisoner awaiting transport, he is pragmatic, slightly weary, and protective.
• Geklan – A defeated enemy general who relied on feigned retreats. A renowned enemy general and mercenary commander who was defeated early in the battle.
• Academy President – The tall, imposing, and gray-haired Head of Bizan Magic School commands authority with a cynical demeanor. Beyond their strict leadership role and sharp interactions with others, they possess an impeccable, sophisticated sense of style that enhances their formidable presence.
• Ho – Ho, a comrade of the protagonist. A member of the military unit that defended Garao Village and was slaughtered alongside Marx-san.
• Claudia – A chubby academy student and researcher from the Royal Capital who once inquired about the protagonist’s number of wives. They are currently serving on board a ship, teaching the crew about boiler maintenance.
• Janet – A 22-year-old Bizan Magic School research student who serves on a ship, teaching crew members boiler and steam turbine maintenance. Known for questioning the protagonist about their personal life, this researcher blends academic curiosity with technical instruction, balancing magical school roots with practical, hands-on relationships with the ship’s crew.
• Yani – The Finance Minister and former fishing magnate who lectures others on proper conduct for high-ranking officials.
• Yan – A former General of the Kingdom of Larland who now leads a group of bandits in the southern mountain ranges and has mobilized an army.
• Yoghess – A frontier town of about one thousand residents, named after its ruling lineage. Its current lord, who shares the family name with his third son Darius, is a local ruler in the region. He maintains a strained relationship and is currently on bad terms with both Cresare and Mustobe.
• Yoghes – An aged figure who acts as a martyr by taking a fatal blow intended for the protagonist.
• Igor – A composed, multilingual Duke of the Bryachislavichi line and son of the Frontier Count, this former imperial hostage rules Polotsk as a high-ranking diplomat and Minister of Justice. Calmly manipulative, he oversees funeral arrangements and political intrigues. Wary of Schweilitz, he serves as the protagonist’s mentor, orchestrating their future while managing his affairs through his trusted butler.
• Thomas – Thomas Bauer is a hulking, middle-aged General of the Fee Grand Principality and former professor with a wrestler build, red face, and scalp burns. A pragmatic, blunt leader, he orchestrates the revival of the Larland Kingdom while serving as the Queen’s Commander. Known for his tactical aggression and stubborn nature, he is a reliable, impulsive confidant to the protagonist, Fee, and Earnest.
• Veresk – A Viscount from the Empire of Rus who governs the borderlands. He brings urgent, harrowing news of a military catastrophe and the grim reality of an impending war, deeply affecting his relationships with neighboring territories as he seeks aid.
• Rus – A neighboring power deeply involved in regional politics and mediation, best known for annexing the Kingdom of Larland.
• Subutai – A military commander of the Boltechino responsible for the fall of Moscow.
• Frontier – A local noble who governs a territory in the Empire of Rus, possessing sharp diplomatic instincts and a cautious approach to the magical weaponry of his enemies.
• Pugachev – The aging, short, and chubby Frontier Count of the Empire of Rus manages the fortress city of Tsaritsyn with a pragmatic, unrefined demeanor. Often seen wearing an oversized crown, he maintains a bureaucratic, wary stance toward foreigners. As a powerful, deceitful figure, he oversees a massive military force, fathered Igor, and is Ellie’s grandfather, fiercely prioritizing imperial protection.
• Katri – A composed Moscow Maid School graduate, she serves at the Viscount’s Palace as the protagonist’s forward romantic partner, local informant, disciplinarian, and administrative caretaker who manages ledgers, assists with coronation prep, and bore his child. Bound to Sanna and Larry, she hides a nurturing core beneath a penchant for shibari, co-caring for war orphans while linked to Earnest.
• Cain – A remote town serves as the home base for a Grand Duke—the protagonist concerned for his son and world politics—and his loyal Minister of State, a revered former town guard commander. Once a stronghold for Marque’s supporters, this settlement is now centered around the Duke’s estate, acting as a crucial hub for the enemy, geopolitical mapping operations, and intense political negotiations.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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