Volume 4 Chapter 67 The Bump
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Daddy!”
A young child’s voice rang out.
I was on edge, terrified Hans might have discovered the truth. Then—
”Oh, it’s Maria,” came his voice—all gooey and soft.
For someone who’d been a hardened delinquent since childhood, how could he make a sound like that?
Then came a smacking sound. Chu-chu. I risked a glance through the gap in my hood. My brother’s eyes were slack and gooey as he tried to kiss the little girl in his arms, but she was fending him off, complaining it hurt.
This was the “Mad Dog” Hans?
Ursula, my sister-in-law, appeared at his side. The little girl—Maria, they called her—reached out for her, trying to escape.
Then again, he could have picked a better name. Maria? With a name like that, she’d grow up to have a nasty personality.
I averted my eyes quickly, keeping myself inconspicuous.
A carriage drawn by Carpaccio rumbled past and stopped beyond the well in the center of the square.
As if they’d been waiting, villagers emerged from several houses, loading up the carriage bed with square bundles of pure white fabric, each about a meter wide, stacked and tied with rope.
”What’s that?” the Old Man asked.
Monica explained they were felt blankets, made by the village’s waterwheel fulling mill.
”A waterwheel, you say. Come to think of it, I have seen more of those around lately.”
Listening closely, I could hear the faint sound of water, the steady rhythm of a mallet pounding.
”Wool felt sells for a good price,” Monica replied, her voice bright.
”Thanks to Teressa and Reinhardt’s weir, you mean.”
The Old Man—of the Vogt family—was related by marriage to the Kneff family, Teressa’s maiden house. His voice sounded a bit sour.
”That’s right. Everything’s that bastard Larry’s fault—that good-for-nothing husband of mine. I wonder where he is and what he’s doing right now.”
Monica’s voice carried a lot of anger—and loneliness. My heart ached.
”Then your husband’s in for a rough time when he comes back,” the Old Man said, with the air of someone stirring up trouble.
”Of course—when that bastard gets back, I’ll wring him dry ’til he’s got nothing left, then smoke him and feed him to the pigs!”
Ha ha ha.
It was terrifying. I didn’t dare look at her face.
”Are you talking about that good-for-nothing husband?”
The maid Sandra had appeared nearby without me noticing. Now that she mentioned it, she’d left the house earlier carrying what looked like felt bundles.
”Then I’ll work him until his shaft’s worn down to straw!”
Ha ha ha.
”Do that. And do it for Nico and Teressa too.”
Damn old man—what was he saying? He was absolutely enjoying this.
”Leave it to us. We’ll pound him into pulp!”
Laughter rang out from several voices. And all while I, the subject of their conversation, was right there.
”Hey, you’re headed to Obernbach, right? Take the carriage.”
It Hans’s voice.
The Old Man accepted. My brother said that would be one silver coin per person.
He was charging even for a ride along the way? I thought it but didn’t say it.
Then:
”Sorry about that. The weir’s doing well, but we need funds to build a third waterwheel.”
Was he being a serious village head, or just cheap?
The Old Man paid without haggling, and we boarded the carriage Carpaccio was pulling. The coachman was Egil, the head servant of my family home. I wondered if he was still carrying on with the head maid, Herta.
The carriage rolled out of the village square. The old man sat on the coachman’s bench next to Egil, while Mr. Lubellman and I took seats in the rear of the carriage bed. I set down my backpack frame and let out a small sigh of relief.
From here, we’d go mostly straight to the Dish Basin settlement, then turn right in front of Mr. Alberto’s house.
Through the gate, I saw Alberto’s enormous form with his small wife, playing with their children. Only two years, and generations were already shifting.
We crossed the bridge over the Rhodes River, climbed a gentle slope, and entered the forest.
There, I looked back at the village.
Even if my shaft was worn to straw, even if my balls were fed to pigs—I still wanted to come back.
Why was that?
I was still pondering when the horse burst out of the village square. It was galloping straight down the slope.
The carriage descended into the forest, and the village disappeared from view. I pulled down my hood and let out a breath.
When would I be able to return?
”That was a good village,” Mr. Lubellman said.
It really was a good village. I told him he should try the ale if he ever had the chance.
Come to think of it, I should have asked for some ale somewhere. Preferably from the family brewery.
I realized I was thirsty—but the leather canteen I carried held nothing but nasty Rhodes River water.
I was wondering what to do when the horseman entered the forest. He caught up to the slow-moving carriage quickly.
It was Hans.
I thought he was going to pass us, but my brother rose from the saddle and suddenly leaped onto the carriage bed. Some things never changed—he was still as reckless as ever.
He stood before me, looming over my seat on the swaying carriage.
”Hans—”
I didn’t even finish his name before a shock slammed into my head. A strange smell filled my nostrils.
He’d punched me.
Before I could even clutch my head, he dragged me off the moving carriage. I landed hard on my hip. Then came a kick to the gut—no mercy.
I curled up. Kicks rained down on my back, my head.
Mad Dog bastard.
I couldn’t even curse out loud.
Then he grabbed me by the collar and threw me back onto the carriage bed. Egil must have noticed something was wrong—the carriage was stopping.
Hans climbed on again, crouching in front of me. He grabbed my wrist, turned my palm up, and pressed a pouch into my hand.
By the time I looked up, Hans was already leaping off the carriage.
He whistled for his horse, then unhooked a small barrel hanging from the saddle and set it on the carriage bed before me. Not a single word. He mounted his horse and rode back toward the village without a backward glance.
What the hell?
Egil, who’d come to check on me, saw me and stared, eyes wide.
”Young master,” Egil said.
I wasn’t “young master” anymore.
”Did you see that?” I asked.
The big, balding man nodded.
”Listen,” I said. “What just happened—and me—that’s a secret. If you tell anyone, Lord’s Town Guards will have you, and it’s a head-lop for sure.”
His eyes went even wider. It was a lie, of course, but telling him to keep quiet wouldn’t work, so I’d thrown in a threat.
”Brother didn’t say a word either, right?” I asked.
Egil nodded again. Hans’s silence was, I think, his way of understanding my situation and being considerate of Monica and the others. He was playing dumb.
If that was the case, did he really have to hit me? But with his personality, that was probably impossible. I knew him better than anyone.
The small barrel he’d left behind was ale from the family brewery. I could smell the roasted barley, warm and toasty.
The pouch he’d pressed into my hand was heavy with coins. I emptied it out—five silver, six silver? No, silver and copper coins, several of each. He probably hadn’t been prepared and just handed me his own wallet. His clumsiness hadn’t changed either.
”Are you alright?” Mr. Lubellman asked.
”I’m used to this kind of thing—I’ve been through it since I was a kid,” I said.
I said it, but for some reason tears spilled from my eyes, and I wiped them away. The bump just hurt, that’s all.
Around midday, we passed through Mauer Village where Mr. Getz and the others were, and reached Obernbach just before evening. The Old Man’s acquaintance was in the Old City; Egil would be delivering the felt in New Town. We got off at the foot of the Great Bridge over the Rhodes River.
I reminded Egil one more time to keep quiet and waved goodbye—but Carpaccio refused to move on.
”Who’s taking care of Carpaccio?” I asked Egil.
”The bondservants take turns,” Egil said, “and sometimes Yutia comes to groom him and wash his mane.”
”I’ll come back properly someday,” I said, stroking his face and scratching his neck. He seemed reassured and finally moved forward.
”Lying to a horse, now?” the Old Man said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “That’s not something to be proud of.”
”What makes you assume it’s a lie?” I shot back, annoyed.
”Take a look at everything you’ve done so far,” he said.
Damn spiteful old man.
The Old Man’s trading contact dealt in medicine—the same business as Ariane’s family. Lucky for us, they had a ship leaving at dawn tomorrow.
”Then you’ll sleep on the ship tonight,” the Old Man declared.
”Fine by me,” I said. “What about you?”
He pointed across the river, toward the lights burning bright on the far side of the Great Bridge—the Riverside District.
Wait, wasn’t that the red-light district?
”Old man,” I said, “why are you pushing yourself?” Without Viagra in this world, no less.
”Hmph,” the Old Man said. “One of my junior officers from the Bours garrison just had a kid. There’s no reason I can’t enjoy a little pleasure. I’m still in my prime.”
”Hope you don’t end up wasting money on a pack of useless goods,” I said.
After the morning’s events, I let the jab land a little harder.
”Hmph,” the Old Man said. “If you weren’t riddled with STDs, I’d have treated you too. Ah, what a shame.”
What a spiteful old man. Mr. Lubellman apologized a lot, bowing his head again and again.
After the two of them left, I was heading for the ship with the ale Hans had given me when—
I felt it. A hostile presence.
”How did you know I was an Amazoness?”
The voice was low, filled with resolve. She’d known all along.
I turned. There she was—Emma, but not in Kuntoui’s black clothes. She stood five meters away.
Had she followed me all the way from Strock Village?
”Well, when an Amazoness turns up as an elf mage’s slave, selling herself—” Wait. That came out wrong. “—she obviously has secrets she doesn’t want known. But stalking me?” I said.
”Then you are Larry Fee Getys,” she said, her voice unwavering. “Not a passerby.”
I’d kept my face hidden, but she’d identified me just from my eyes? And her Schweilitz language had become shockingly fluent.
As I was marveling at her progress, she reached for the bow and arrows on her back.
I blurted out the reason.
”It’s your waist, Emma,” I said. “Amazonesses—they don’t bear children, so their waists are narrow.”
She didn’t look away from my eyes as she nocked an arrow.
”I have a question for you, if that’s okay,” I said. No response, but I pressed on. “Do you know where Kauhar is?”
She flinched at the name—or seemed to.
”I have an Amazoness slave,” I said. “Kauhar was looking after her child, but then he disappeared.”
She stared at me, unreadable. But there was no killing intent in her gaze.
”Why does an Amazoness serve you as a slave?” she asked.
The question came slowly.
I bought her at the slave market auction. Since then, she’s been my bodyguard.
”Don’t lie to me,” Emma said, her voice flat. “If she’s your guard, why ain’t she here?”
Because she was feeding the larva in the jar. Couldn’t bring her along. She suspicious of me? The tension in her bowstring said it all.
”I ain’t lyin’!”
I shouted at Emma, whose eyes had gone sharp again with killin’ intent.
”Lyin’?” Emma’s grip on her bow tightened. “I don’t care about that. What I care about is you’re connected to an Amazoness. If you tell that someone about me, Ferris could be in danger.”
Ferris—Granny Ferris? So to protect her secret, she’d kill me.
The killing intent vanished.
Emma’s expression shifted, the warmth draining from her eyes until she was looking at me the way a predator looked at its prey.
I conjured the largest Fireball I could with both hands. The flames obscured my view of her completely. At this distance, the Fireball would never reach her, but that wasn’t the point. The turbulent mana should be enough to disrupt the flight of her arrows.
Keeping the Fireball between us, I circled to the left before scattering the flames.
Emma hadn’t moved an inch.
Her arrow was still nocked, waiting.
Shit.
I hastily raised another Fireball with my left hand, trying to use it as a shield.
Too slow.
The arrow shot straight toward my forehead.
Was this how I died?
Fear sharpened every sense I had. Time seemed to stretch until everything around me slowed to a crawl.
The Fireball twisted into a swirling vortex. The arrow plunged into the flames and disappeared.
Then, a heartbeat later, it burst out the other side, grazing my right ear before flying harmlessly past.
I survived.
Now it was my turn.
I advanced while circling sideways, conjuring another Fireball in my right hand.
Three meters.
Two.
At this range, I could at least burn through her bowstring. If I was lucky, I might even scorch her face.
But Emma anticipated me. She stepped back, maintaining the distance, and when I pressed forward again, she casually threw her bow aside.
She was switching to close-quarters combat.
I dismissed the Fireball in my right hand and summoned a new one with my left instead.
Emma drew a knife from behind her back and lowered herself into a crouch, every muscle coiled like a spring.
If she rushed me now, that blade would end up somewhere vital.
It would be fatal.
I sidestepped to my left, widening the distance while extending both hands toward her.
Which would happen first?
Would she close the gap and drive that knife into me—
—or would I incinerate her where she stood?
Something tightened in my throat.
The tension was suffocating.
”That’s enough!”
A voice rang across the square. Neither of us stopped.
I continued circling left, gathering another Fireball, while Emma remained low, stalking toward me with unmistakable killing intent.
Then I’ll go all out.
The instant the thought crossed my mind, something cracked against the side of my head.
As if my brother’s punch hadn’t been enough, a fresh bruise bloomed beneath the impact. Pain exploded through my skull, stars bursting across my vision, and the Fireball I had been forming dissolved into mist.
I’m dead—
But when my vision cleared, Emma had already lowered her knife.
I turned to find Granny Ferris standing behind me, ceremonial staff still raised from the swing she’d used to smack me.
”Emma,” Granny said sharply. “I told you not to kill him. Honestly, couldn’t either of you keep your heads for five minutes?”
She gave Emma a thorough scolding.
Despite being over two hundred years old, the Elf Mage didn’t look a day over thirty. She was lively, curvy, and, frankly, built like she’d never heard the word aging. The Amazoness standing before her, meanwhile, had such a youthful face she could still pass for a teenager.
For a moment, they almost looked like mother and daughter.
Almost.
By then, people had begun gathering to watch.
Apparently, repeatedly summoning Fireballs wasn’t exactly subtle.
”Let’s continue this somewhere else.”
At Granny’s suggestion, we moved to a seating area where passengers waited for the next ship.
Once we were seated, she folded her hands.
”First, why were you sneaking around the village in disguise? I’m sure you have your reasons. Tell me whatever you can.”
I explained that I wasn’t properly registered and couldn’t risk returning home because I might be carrying a disease. I’d come to Schweilitz searching for a cure because it had begun spreading throughout the clan.
”Hoh. And what disease would that be?”
I described the symptoms, including the neurological damage that appeared after roughly ten years.
”Hoh. So you’ve got syphilis.”1
”You… know about syphilis? Can you cure it?”
The question escaped before I could stop myself.
Granny laughed.
”Do you even know who you’re talking to? That same disease spread through the Androgynos Group about a hundred years ago. Hmm… an unregistered entry, all for their clan’s sake. You came through a Transfer Gate from the other side of the planet, didn’t you?”
I’d been completely exposed.
There was no deceiving someone who had lived for more than two centuries.
Still, if she recognized the disease, maybe she could help. Granny was a Healing Mage…
”So… can you cure it?”
”I already told you—who do you think I am?” she snorted. “I’m a Simple-type Mage. I specialize in Golems and constructs. What makes you think I can treat a complex infectious disease?”
There went my hopes.
My head throbbed.
The lump from Granny’s staff strike hurt far more than I’d expected.
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Summary:
Larry leaves his village with the Old Man and Mr. Lubellman, reflecting on family and home. Hans catches up, beats him severely, then silently gives him ale and money, revealing rough affection. Later, Emma confronts Larry, demanding to know how he recognized her as an Amazoness, ending with her question about his slave.
Protagonist purchased Emma at slave market and she serves as his bodyguard. She confronts him about hiding his connection to an Amazoness, leading to a near-lethal magical duel interrupted by Granny Ferris. The confrontation reveals protagonist carries syphilis and came through a Transfer Gate seeking a cure, but Granny specializes in Golems not healing magic.
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Trivia:
Hans is Village Head and charges silver coins for carriage rides to fund a third waterwheel.
Monica and Sandra threaten Larry with castration and pig feed as dark humor about his absence.
The “bump” refers both to Larry’s injury and life’s metaphorical bumps.
Emma can speak Schweilitz fluently now, showing significant character development.
Amazonesses have narrow waists because they don’t bear children—a key lore detail.
Kauhar is missing, last seen with Larry’s Amazoness slave’s child.
Egil is threatened with “head-lop” to keep the beating a secret.
Mr. Alberto already has children despite only two years passing, showing rapid generational change.
Protagonist bought Emma at slave market auction and she’s been his bodyguard since.
Emma uses a bow and arrows in combat.
Protagonist can conjure Fireballs with both hands.
The protagonist was feeding a larva in a jar when Emma confronted him.
Emma is an Amazoness warrior with a baby face that looks like a teenager.
Ferris is over 200 years old but looks thirty.
Ferris is an Elf Mage specializing in Golems and constructs.
The disease is syphilis, which causes neurological damage after about a decade.
Protagonist came through a Transfer Gate from the other side of the planet.
The Androgynos Group had a syphilis outbreak about a hundred years ago.
Protagonist has a brother who gave him a bruise before these events.
Protagonist is unregistered and sneaking through the village in disguise.
Ferris carries a ceremonial staff she uses as a weapon.
Protagonist’s clan is suffering from a syphilis epidemic.
The larva is significant enough to interrupt bodyguard duties.
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Translation Notes:
Notes:
• Hans – Rugged 2m, 100kg Obernbach ruffian, Kessler heir, and harsh Strock Village Head. Charismatic but hot-tempered, he protects the narrator’s family and deeply cares for his subordinates despite past clashes with Niko. He is Ursula Ullman’s husband, a new father to twin girls, and Larry’s devoted brother-in-law (Hans-niisan), whom he aggressively grabs upon his return.
• Maria – A heavily pregnant woman serving on the crew. She speaks with practical directness and raises logical concerns about the acting captain’s lending period. A pregnant woman in Earnest’s group. She will give birth before the loan period ends.
• 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.
• Ursula – Ursula Ullman, 28, is the tall, dark-haired daughter of northern-coast man Torge Ullman. Formerly Aunt Camilla’s maid and a gifted child, she is now the wife of Hans, the new Village Head. Though she joins her husband at breakfast, their union is heavily strained by family intrigue as she adapts to her new role.
• Carpaccio – A companion traveling with Larry toward the village.
• Monica – One of the women in Earnest’s history, this dark-skinned, sun-tanned, slender 15-year-old with a missing front tooth was his tomboyish, free-born concubine and sister-in-law. Tied to Larry’s countryside home, she was his strong-willed wife at 13, bore twins including Alisa at 14, and wet-nursed niece Maria. Widowed at Vod Fortress, her demise remains a source of concern for him.
• Reinhardt – The golden-haired, blue-eyed infant son of the protagonist is the Grand Duke and heir of the Fee Grand Principality, chosen by Helbert. Taken there and cared for by his aunt (Larry’s sister-in-law), he serves as the central figure of inheritance, bearing his father’s political duties and a controversial invasion agreement. He is also engaged to Sanna.
• Teressa – A woman from Earnest’s history whose striking figure serves as a benchmark for the twin priestesses’ beauty.
• Kneff – Teressa Kneff Fee Getys carries a formal noble lineage name representing her familial bonds. As a member of the Kneff family, her background connects her to elite noble circles, specifically the high-society network where Henrietta once provided tutoring services.
• Vogt – The Vogt family name, carried by Helmut and Nico. The family has business dealings with the Magic School regarding parchment supplies. The Vogt family name, carried by Nico and Helmut. The family operates a prominent paper and parchment shop located along the Danube River.
• Larry – A dark-haired, weary 16-year-old reincarnated Second Lieutenant, this cynical, analytical youth is the Schweilitz Navy cruiser Izumo’s Acting Captain, chief engineer, and Associate Professor. A Mana user and Fee Grand Principality founder, he carries Saba’s letter and Philip IV’s sword. He distrusts superiors and protects Rosa while dealing with trauma from Henrietta’s death and past wives.
• Sandra – The tallest Getys maid, this muscular, voluptuous bondservant in Larry’s inner circle has shoulder-length bronze hair. Forced into debt-slavery at 14, she possesses a wild, volatile temperament and ironical, rebellious streak until subdued by Mana. Now a loyal associate, she helps plan the household’s agriculture.
• Nico – A petite, silver-haired Besanburg lady-in-waiting from Strock Village, she is a Kiridal merchant’s granddaughter and part of Earnest’s history. Formerly Teressa’s maid and cousin to the Marquis’s captive, she survived a Marc assassination. She remains Larry’s close confidante, pregnant partner, and mother to their two-year-old daughter, Angelica.
• Herta – Head maid of the Village Head’s main house, a slightly plump, voluptuous woman with a large chest, respected by staff and close to the family. She mediates domestic disputes, offers tea or ale to calm tensions, secretly loves Egil, and treats Larry as kin while serving meals and providing emotional support.
• Egil – Tall, dark‑skinned head manservant with a shaved head, the household’s chief attendant. He commands respect, maintains close ties with the family and staff, and acknowledges Larry’s transition to Young Master.
• Lubellman – A shop clerk who watched over Larry during his recovery. He acts as a protective presence during the confrontation with his master. A young man who works as a shop assistant for the Vogt family. He is approximately twenty years old and speaks with a refined, polite tone.
• Alberto – A 17-year-old, expressionless Strock Village resident over 2m tall and 100kg with a hulking, red-ogre-like physique resembling a Celt Kingdom military officer. Formerly a delinquent, this renowned combatant and temporary Elders’ Council member has monstrous strength and lives at the Dish Basin, where he had a boy. Engaged to Mary Eisner, he respects Larry, doubts his future, and knows Hans and Earnest.
• 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.
• Mauer – A stout man from the Rosen family with thin, downy white hair. He wears a beige dalmatica.
• Getz – Rugged militiaman of Mauer Village, short unkempt hair, scar across left cheek, wears a worn leather jacket over a faded uniform; keeps distance but shares a quiet bond with Larry and respects Bours’ authority. Observant and tactical, he accompanies Roberto in tracking enemy forces, providing critical intelligence on mercenary movements. Scouts and gossips, he questions the army’s looting and rules—his confusion masks stubborn integrity. Though frustrated as a spearman, he stands firm, his quiet resolve rooted in loyalty to his village and its people.
• Yutia – A slender, quietly observant Getys household livestock worker from the village with shoulder-length hair and fever-scarred skin. Marked by dystonia successfully treated with mana, she loves cutting hair with wool shears and shaved Larry’s head over two years ago. Intimidated by Hans, she shares a deep bond with Larry, giving him a symbolic hair charm and a unique mana treatment.
• Ariane – The protagonist’s sharp-tongued yet protective elder sister figure. Living near the Royal Capital’s harbor of departure, she holds strong opinions on moral conduct and frequently scolds her brother Larry for his perceived lack of discretion.
• Bours – Tall, scarred 46-year-old human yeoman, Western Front captain, Council member, and Vod Fortress mentor who heads the 303rd Militia. He is married to Sheeta-san, has two sons, and wears a faded uniform. A former military trainer remembered for first telling Earnest about Androgynos, he manages orchards, saved Larry and Rudy, and shared intel on Royal Army research with acquaintance Debritz.
• Ho – Ho is the family name of Oliver, a 17-year-old deck crew member and comrade of the protagonist. As a member of the military unit that defended Garao Village, the young man was ultimately murdered during a night watch, slaughtered alongside Marx-san.
• Emma – A twenty-four-year-old Amazoness slave with a small face, large black eyes, and a cold, sorrowful expression, her black hair tied in a bun adorned with a three-colored crest; once Deputy Commander of the Durara Assassination Squad, she’s an expert bowwoman now serving at the inn alongside Ferris-san, witnessed a healing session, and is a candidate for Larry’s rite—regarded as incredibly cute yet suspected of drugging Edmond, with a legendary side-boob presence that draws attention despite her quiet, tragic demeanor.
• Larry Fee Getys – Larry Fee Getys is a Strock Village youth and military researcher dealing with mobilization and personal dilemmas. Born to a Bizan noble family of rugged warriors—including Hardy, Denis, and Teressa—he was raised by aunts Alisa and Monica. Court officials used his academy-recognized lineage to clear him of guilt. He inherits a rugged warrior appearance, holds forest lands, and leads his village.
• Getys – Larry Fee Getys is a rugged Strock Village youth, military researcher, and village leader who inherits family forest lands. Born to the Bizan noble Getys clan—including father Hardy, brother Denis, and sister Teressa—he was raised by aunts Alisa and Monica. While his noble lineage clears him of guilt, he constantly grapples with mobilization duties and deep personal dilemmas.
• Fee – Larry Fee Getys is a 15-year-old reincarnated youth and titular Duke. Pragmatic and telepathic, this sharp-eyed young man leads the Getys household and rules Strock Village alongside Hans, Iffens, Teressa, and their maid Nico. While building a new nation, he enjoys prime whale meat and maintains crucial connections to Adolf and various underground networks.
• Schweilitz – This kingdom, featuring towering academy spires and a full military arsenal of Royal Army troops, forces the protagonist to return. Ruled by a king involved in a hostage exchange, this political power holds a captive feared for execution. It also ordered the confirmation of Princess Rosa’s corpse, driving a scheme that the Queen has caught onto.
• Kauhar – An operative for the Turkic Empire intelligence agency and Kenze’s former superior, this woman led a group of Amazonesses while posing as a fabric shop owner. She has since vanished, along with the Amazoness fabric shops.
• Ferris – Granny Ferris is an ageless elf mage in her 30s who wears provocative black dresses and runs the village inn. A blunt flute player and former Golem Battalion Commander from a medical and old-model golem lineage, she was mentioned by Camillo, closely associates with the Second Sage, and is the elderly woman Martin hopes to marry.
• Granny Ferris – Granny Ferris, an ageless elf in her thirties wearing provocative black one-piece dresses, is a close associate of the Second Sage and the elderly woman Martin hopes to marry. Bearing a lineage famed for medicine and golem-making, her own golems are older and less sophisticated than city versions. Former Golem Battalion Commander, she now runs the village inn, speaks bluntly, and plays the flute.
• Tim – Jarek Dvorak, 14, the village’s eldest son and recent graduate, has short dark hair, a lean build and thoughtful eyes. He arrived in Obernbach with his father, watches the Golem’s arrival with trepidation, and, as a sugar‑beet cultivator from a family that refines sugar, boasts of pleasures in the district. A carefree, slightly reckless friend of Larry’s.
• Ti – A component of the name of the Port Administrator.
• Elf Mage – Elf mage and shut-in engineer who stands watch in the engine department, managing the ship’s boilers. They are highly reclusive, irritable, and fiercely resistant to any orders coming from the Torpedo Department.
• Mage – Elf mage and shut-in engineer who stands watch in the engine department, managing the ship’s boilers. They are highly reclusive, irritable, and fiercely resistant to any orders coming from the Torpedo Department.
• Elf – A reclusive, middle-aged mage who lives as a shut-in aboard the ship, where he tends to the boilers. He uses his own conjured fireballs to generate heat for the vessel and maintains a keen interest in studying the properties of asphalt as a potential fuel source.
• Protagonist – A cynical, battle-hardened 16-year-old Schweilitz Lieutenant, he is a reincarnated 40-year-old Japanese man serving as the Izumo’s pragmatic Acting Captain. This tech-savvy technician navigates political webs and complex crew dynamics with a wry, observant wit. Duty-bound, he protects Kenze and her children while leading diplomatic missions, often finding himself prone to comedic misfortune.
• Village Head – The elderly leader of Balsheni Village who previously sold furs in Obernbach. The elderly leader of the village and grandfather to Marie. The leader of the village who orchestrates Larry’s integration into the family.
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