Volume 2 Chapter 41 Royal Capital
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
It was the third day since we departed the territorial capital of Viscount Bizan.
The first night was spent at a rest area with a water source built by the Old Master, located just outside the territorial capital.
The second night was spent at the territorial capital of Baron Ahrens.
This was a major transportation hub where the road branched off toward the territory of that Marquis Harritz. Although there were many inns, only expensive ones remained, and they even charged a fee for storing our carriage.
”Hey, once we reach the Royal Capital, we really have to go to Ariane’s place, or we’re in serious trouble,” I said.
Just as Hans-niisan said, the money from selling the goblins and orcs had almost vanished in a single night.
From there, we spent half a day reaching the final hill in the hilly region.
We were almost at the top of the pass.
The Royal Capital gradually came into view.
”Man, this is incredible.”
Farmland spread out as far as the eye could see.
I couldn’t see any forests in my field of vision.
No, I could see some on the other side of the Danube River, but it was the first time I had ever seen farmland not surrounded by forests.
And, beyond where the road at my feet stretched straight and thin like a thread.
The royal castle and the large complex of buildings surrounding it.
Furthermore, the houses spreading out to the Danube River like mold growing on bread were so small from here that I couldn’t even distinguish them individually. The population was smaller than Hakodate in my previous life’s memories, but it looked like about half that many people lived here.
”Man, this is incredible,” my brother said, sitting next to me. He gazed at this scenery and said the same thing again.
The royal castle and the buildings surrounding it hardly had any pointed Gothic-style structures, making it look like a quiet city. However, this was the capital of a military power that did not pale in comparison to the Empire of Rus or the Empire of Charle.
What made it a powerful nation was on the other side of the Danube River. From here, it looked like a grain of rice: the ruins of a Gothic-style church. The former headquarters of the 101st Golems Battalion. Now, I suppose it was the headquarters of the Magic Armored Division.
The cluster of buildings belonging to the Royal Army’s Arsenal Bureau in front of it also played a role in making it a powerful nation.
”Hey, get moving,” my brother told me.
I moved the reins to signal Pasta the horse that it was time to move. He seemed quite tired from the daily travel, and his breathing was heavy. Once we reached the Royal Capital, I would give him fodder with grain and let him rest properly.
As we descended the hill, we could no longer see the whole city from above, but small settlements began to appear sporadically, and the castle walls came into view beyond them.
”We have to wait in line?” my brother spat out, looking dissatisfied.
Apparently, there was a checkpoint to enter, and there were over a dozen carriages and several dozen people carrying luggage lined up waiting for their turn.
”Go around them,” he commanded.
”What are you saying? A line is a line,” I countered.
He hit me on the head.
”What was that for?”
”Just do it, go around them. And then, there’s another entrance over there, go into that one.”
There were indeed two entrances: one where the line was waiting, and another where a guard was standing. It must have been an entrance for nobles or officials.
”That entrance is for those with a certain…”
He hit me again.
”Just go!”
I couldn’t help it, so I entered the opposite lane and moved the carriage forward. Looking at them, the carriages waiting in line felt much more expensive than ours. And, as a matter of course, we were stopped in front of the other VIP entrance.
”What do you think you’re doing? This isn’t a gate that bumpkins can pass through,” a guard holding a halberd yelled at me. He was wearing a much more expensive uniform compared to the guards of the Viscounty of Bizan.
”I am the Village Head of Strock Village in the Viscounty of Bizan!”
”So what? The only ones who can pass through here are nobles, Kingdom Office officials, or those related to the Royal Army,” he shouted. “You bumpkins, get in line properly. This isn’t a place that just any Village Head can pass through.”
”Can’t you just let us through, just a little?”
At this rate, even if we waited in line, they would find something to complain about.
”Um, I’m a military affiliate, and I want to go to the headquarters of the Magic Armored Division,” I tried telling that to a guard nearby, hoping military personnel were okay.
”Proof, do you have an ID or something?”
I hadn’t heard anything about an ID. I hadn’t received anything like that from Helbert Lieutenant Colonel.
”I haven’t received an ID, but how about this?” I handed the guard my bankbook together with the Treasure Sword that had my name engraved on it just in case.
The guard reacted to the bankbook, even if the Treasure Sword was beside the point. He opened it, looked at me several times, then told me to wait a moment and ran to the guard post next to the gate.
”Does it look like we can pass?” my brother asked me. I didn’t know, and I felt embarrassed as the people waiting next to us gathered to watch.
When the guard from earlier ran back, he returned the bankbook and the Treasure Sword politely. After he saluted, he instructed the other guards to open the way, and somehow, the spectators were buzzing.
I pretended not to notice and moved the carriage forward, and the other guards saluted us as well. Of course, I switched the reins to one hand and returned the salute that Louise had taught me.
”Man, you’re incredible,” my brother said. He was impressed, but please, no more reckless stunts.
Although we entered the city safely, I was surprised by its vastness and the number of people.
”It’s going to be a struggle to look for Ariane,” my brother remarked.
Just as he said, I didn’t think it was a city suited for finding people. For the time being, we decided to head toward the Danube River since it was the most lively direction.
Long, narrow boats were docked at the quay on the riverbank. They were constantly loading and unloading cargo; some people were even retailing food on the spot as it was unloaded from the boats, and even more people were gathering there.
”Get out of the way, get out of the way!” my brother shouted, but the carriage wouldn’t move easily because there were so many people.
”Hey, you guys are heading west, right? Give us a lift while you’re at it, it’ll be fine,” some old ladies and men carrying luggage started boarding the carriage on their own.
”Geez, fine, pay up then,” I sighed.
”Oh, don’t be so stingy, you young folks,” one said. “Here, have a strawberry.”
Before I knew it, it was starting to feel like a shared carriage.
”Can’t be helped. Say, you guys, I think it’s a pharmacy run by a family with the surname Bacla, do you know the shop?” my brother asked, having given up on kicking them out.
However, it was completely unreliable, with people saying it was along the canal in the West District, that it was the pharmacy from before, or that it was a shop outside the city walls.
”Isn’t there a Pharmacist’s Guild?” I asked.
”If it’s that, it’s next to the Medical Mage Guild on the main street,” one replied. “If you turn right further ahead and take the road one block to the north, you can get there faster. We’re done with our errands anyway, so that would be good.”
It was a rather selfish story, but when I took the road one block to the north as told, the number of pedestrians dropped at once, and in less than five minutes, we came out onto the main street. A canal ran through the center, and turning right led straight to the royal castle. There was a tall castle wall in front of it, and a huge gate in the front. Just behind it was a church-like building with a bunch of pointed Gothic-style spires bundled together.
”That building with its spears pointed at the heavens is the Joint Government Building,” a man noted. “If you guys came from the countryside to file a petition, you should go there.”
”It’s not that,” I insisted.
”What is it, sightseeing? If so, there’s the best entertainment district in the Kingdom of Schuberitz on the other side of the canal in the West District.”
”How much for a night?” my brother asked.
”Brother, don’t you start getting involved in that conversation too,” I warned.
We dropped off the old folks at the street one block over from the main street and headed to the Pharmacist’s Guild we had been told about.
”I’ll wait here. Hurry up,” my brother said.
I tied Pasta to the hitching post of the guild and stood alone in front of the large building. When I opened the door, the inside was brighter than I had expected; there was a reception desk in the front, and in the back on the right, about ten tradesmen were sitting on chairs as they liked, chatting.
”May I help you?” the receptionist lady asked, looking a little put off by the unusual customer.
”Um, is there a pharmacy managed by someone with the surname Bacla?”
”What do you mean by that?”
She became guarded. I might have phrased it wrong.
”Um, my sister married into a pharmacy in the Royal Capital, but I don’t know what kind of shop it is, and I came to the Royal Capital for other business…”
I couldn’t say it well.
”What’s the matter?” one of the men who had been talking on the right side stood up, likely thinking I looked suspicious. The lady also went to that person and seemed to be talking about my story.
”The surname Bacla?” the man approached and looked at me closely.
”What is your sister’s name?”
”Since she married, I believe it is Ariane Fee Bacla,” I answered while being a little scared.
”And, what is your name?”
”Larry Fee Getys.”
”Humph, married at that age?” I was given a look that felt like he was appraising me.
”Well, that’s fine. There are over 180 pharmacies in the Royal Capital. Among them, there are three with the surname Bacla. Do you know what kind of goods they handle?”
”Like things from Pannonia, buying them in Obernbach and selling them in the Royal Capital…”
”Humph, then that’s Ogis’s shop, the Obernbach Pharmacy.”
Coming here was the right thing to do. But he said that shop was along the crowded road from earlier. Come to think of it, one of the old folks I gave a ride to had mentioned something about going too far.
”There is a back gate on the road one block to the north, so it will be fine,” the lady told me, just as I was thinking I would have to go through that crowd again.
”You, say your name one more time,” the man called out to me as I thanked her and was about to go home.
When I answered Larry Fee Getys, he said it was a name he had heard somewhere. No, I haven’t done anything to get my name known in the Royal Capital. Probably.
However, I didn’t want to be targeted for anything, so I left quickly. Even so, when I returned to the carriage, my brother wasn’t there. What is he doing?
I couldn’t help it, so I waited there. I wiped Pasta’s sweat, brushed him, and cleaned the soles of his hooves. Still, he didn’t come back.
In that case, I lay down in the back of the carriage. Perhaps from fatigue, I dozed off, and when I realized it, the sun was quite low.
This is bad.
Should I look for a guard post nearby? A guard post was something like a mix between a police box and a police station.
However, I couldn’t leave the carriage behind, so I gradually expanded my range of action centered around the Pharmacist’s Guild, and found a guard post at the corner one block south from where I had dropped off the old folks.
”Excuse me,” I said.
”What is it?” the guard asked.
I asked the guard standing there if a large man had been dragged in for a fight or something.
”Ah, he was here,” the guard replied.
”Didn’t that man’s name sound like Hans Fee?”
”What, are you an acquaintance of that rowdy guy?”
As I thought. When we talked, it seemed he had picked a fight with a local thug and beaten him up.
”So, where is he now?”
”He said he came from the countryside relying on his sister, so when we investigated, it turned out to be the Obernbach Pharmacy in the East Port District, so we had someone from that shop come and pick him up. He should be arriving there soon.”
”Is that so? Thank you very much,” I said.
”By the way, what are you to that man?”
”Ah, no, we’re just acquaintances.”
I was too embarrassed to tell the truth, but that brother of mine had found my older sister’s house using some truly unreasonable methods. I felt a pang of sympathy for the ruffian who’d been beaten for no reason at all.
I hurried toward the Obernbach apothecary shop I’d been told about.
Just as the lady at the guild had said, the shop’s sign was posted on the street one block north; apparently, they handled their high-volume clients here. A shop assistant was out front, sweeping the area before the gate that led to the Courtyard.
When I asked, “I’m the younger brother—is Ariane-Fee-Bakura in?”, the person ran inside as if they’d seen a ghost. After a moment, a woman with a noticeably large stomach emerged.
”Ariane-neesan, it’s been a while.”
”Larry, you look well, too. I was just about to send one of the shop hands on an errand.”
”So, where’s Hans-niisan?”
”He said he was hungry, so he’s inside snacking on tea cakes. That boy’s recklessness never really went away, did it?”
Perhaps because she’d watched over my brother since we were kids, she didn’t seem particularly shocked, just laughed it off.
”When is the little one due?” I asked, gesturing to her belly.
She told me it would be June.
”The first one was a miscarriage, and I’d lost hope, but since this one has grown so big, the Birth-Granny has given us her guarantee that it’ll be fine.”
”Huh. You know, I’ve got one due in August or September myself.”
”You? You got married?”
Ariane-neesan didn’t even know that Iffens-niisan had died in battle.
”I knew Obernbach had fallen into a terrible state, but I didn’t know Iffens-niisan had died…”
She seemed quite downcast. Now that I thought about it, my sister had always been cherished by Iffens-niisan.
”So, is Hans the Village Head now?”
”It’s a long story. At first he hated the idea, but after he married and he took the position, he’s finally settled down. Well, he hasn’t changed that much, honestly.”
Hearing that, Ariane-neesan was shocked, then laughed out loud, and began spilling everything about life back home.
”I see. So Teressa-san became Hans’s Concubine, even though she’s so beautiful.”
Right. Ariane-neesan had lived with my Sister-in-law for a while before she eventually married and left.
”Actually, that Sister-in-law became one of my wives. She’s pregnant now, and this next one is my child.”
”Wait—what? Larry, I know you were head-over-heels for Teressa-san, but how on earth did you pull that off?”
She’d noticed my feelings for my Sister-in-law back then, too.
”Pulled it off? I mean, I suppose…”
As I mumbled, a voice called out to my sister from the other side of the Courtyard.
”Yes, coming!”
In the distance, I saw a tall man standing there.
”That’s my husband. We’ll talk more about your little secret later.”
”Go easy on me. In the meantime, this horse is named Pasta; we’ve been traveling for days and she’s exhausted. Could you have someone get her some grain-heavy fodder?”
”Of course,” she said, calling over a worker. “He’s our horse expert, so leave it to him.”
Sure enough, there was another carriage in the Courtyard with two horses. He seemed to be about thirty—a man not unlike Tony-san back at Uncle Klaus-san’s place.
My sister’s husband was Ogis-Bakura, the man I’d heard about at the guild. He’d just turned thirty; his parents were still around, but they’d essentially forced him to take over the shop. He wasn’t exactly what you’d call sociable for a merchant, but he was a man of few words who listened intently and seemed deeply sincere.
My brother joined us, rambling about his recent situation without any regard for the timeline, though Ogis-san seemed to follow him just fine, asking for clarification on the order of events when things got confusing.
”Ariane, I’m sorry, but could you lend me some travel money for the road back?”
”I figured. You’d never come to see me if you didn’t want something. Absolutely not.”
”Larry, you tell her too!” my brother urged, passing the buck the moment Ogis-san stepped away.
”I’m sorry, we had some taken for lodging at the Baron Ahrens’ territorial capital. I’ll pay it back, I promise.”
”Larry, don’t tell such transparent lies. If you can’t pay it back, just say you need a handout. I’ve been in this house for three years, and you haven’t visited once—how exactly do you plan on paying me back?”
”What, were you lonely?”
(Brother, don’t say that there!)
”Yes, I was lonely. Aside from my husband, I haven’t had a single friend. I didn’t know my right from my left when I got here, and I was just being scolded all the time.”
Even a sister as tough as she is feels that way?
”It’s alright. I’m moving to the Royal Capital next month, so I’ll drop by often.”
”What are you saying? You just said a moment ago that Hans was at the Besanburg Magic School.”
”I’m transferring to the Magic Academy.”
After that, I was bombarded with questions from Ariane-neesan, and I struggled to keep my stories straight. It lasted through dinner, after dinner, and didn’t die down until well past midnight.
The shop mornings start early, and it was chaotic before the sun was even up. My brother grumbled about the noise, but he got up, washed his face, and joined us for breakfast.
”So, you’re heading to the old 101 Golems Battalion headquarters today?”
”Yeah. I’m going to give them a piece of my mind.”
”Keep it civil. Follow the proper procedures before you start shouting about compensation.”
”What? They took 150 Gold Coins from me without a word of explanation. I have to say something!”
I had a sinking feeling that bringing my brother along was a mistake. I considered leaving him behind, but he glared at me. “I’m the one who brought you here, kid.”
His instincts are always spot on when it counts.
I dragged him out of the shop. We followed the directions my sister gave us, heading toward the west gate, but the queue was massive—likely because it was morning. Even the VIP lane had a few carriages. I lined up there anyway; when I showed my passbook, I was waved through without a word.
Once we crossed the stone bridge over the Danube River, we navigated the heavy traffic on the embankment toward the Magic Armored Division headquarters—that Gothic-style building that used to be a church. A wide, fence-like gate barred the entrance. As we got off the carriage, my brother trailed behind me.
A female soldier was standing guard at the wicket. I recognized her face—I’d seen her when I visited before.
”Excuse me, I’m Larry-Fee-Getys. I’d like to see Lieutenant Louise.”
She looked at me as if her eyes were about to pop out. “Ah, yes. Um, please wait here.”
She ran into the guardroom, then dashed toward the main building. A soldier I didn’t recognize came out to take her place, saluted silently, and stood at rigid attention.
A moment later, the first soldier returned with an office clerk draped in enough gold-plated decoration to blind a man. It was the Facility Manager. She was the one who’d sent me off by carriage during my trial. As she approached, her expression was stiff.
”Larry-Fee-Getys-san,” she called from beyond the gate.
”Yes?”
”Lieutenant Louise will not see you anymore.”
”What?”
”I will repeat myself: Lieutenant Louise will have no further contact with you.”
The words didn’t register. I just stood there.
”Is it… are her wounds from the attack still bothering her?”
”Her wounds are fully healed.”
”Then why?”
”I am not at liberty to say.”
How could this be? Louise, who used to call me ‘Husband’ every chance she got, wouldn’t see me?
”Is it Sonya?”
”Larry-san, you’ve become a member of the military—even if it is just as a non-commissioned officer. For a soldier to address a field officer by name without a title… I could have you beheaded on the spot and no one would complain.”
It had to be Sonya. But the Facility Manager was right—I’d hit a wall.
”Hey, Goldilocks!” my brother shouted, finally stepping in.
”Goldilocks? Are you referring to me?”
”Who else? Look, your division pulled 150 Gold Coins from Larry’s account for ‘damages,’ didn’t they?”
”Yes, that is correct.”
”Don’t give me that! Why’d you do it without a reason?”
”Because the overcharge prevention device designed by Larry-san failed to operate, rendering two extra-large Amber units at headquarters and one at the Western Front unusable. We billed him per regulations. This was handled as a top-secret matter; there will be no further charges, and we have authorized the bank to lift the account freeze.”
”In other words,” my brother muttered, “the Amber broke because of his invention, so they took the money.”
”Precisely,” she replied.
”Then why didn’t you tell him?”
”We did. We sent notice to the Bizan Magic School first, but when we learned he’d dropped out, we sent it to his home address.”
A simple case of crossed wires. But the overcharge device failing?
”What happened?”
”I don’t know the specifics. Go to the Arsenal Bureau next door.”
”I see… Um, could you give Lieutenant Louise a message?”
”Addressing her by name is unacceptable, but… what is it?”
”Tell her I’m definitely coming back to see her.”
The Facility Manager looked pained, but she didn’t answer. She just excused herself and returned to the building.
”Hey, was this your screw-up?” my brother asked.
”I’m going to the Arsenal Bureau.”
”Don’t be so down just because one girl dumped you.”
Rarely, my brother was actually trying to comfort me. Still… to have no goodbye, no final word… it didn’t sit right.
My head was spinning when we reached the Arsenal Bureau. I gave my name at the gate and was actually let in, receiving a personal audience with the Bureau Chief, Captain Aslan-Gar. He was everything you’d expect from a Dwarf: square-faced, broad-chested, and heavily bearded.
”This is the overcharge prevention device in question,” he said, handing it to me.
I held it, fiddled with it for a moment, and realized the problem immediately. Mana filling gets harder as the Amber nears capacity; you need higher pressure. This device was supposed to measure that pressure and trigger a silver shutter to stop the flow when it hit the limit.
It hadn’t “broken”—it simply failed to register the pressure because the Mana-Magnet—the Cat-willow branch inside—had lost its magnetic charge. It was the same as when you rub a magnet against iron: it works for a while, but eventually, the magnetism dissipates.
”Do you understand the cause?” he asked.
The Dwarf Bureau Chief comes to inquire, and I explain the reason briefly.
”So, what’s the plan?” he asks, his tone gruff and strictly business.
”Before we use it, we have no other choice but to have you verify the magical magnetic force of the Cat willow,” I reply.
Right. If we’re in a rush, that’s the only way to go. Before using it, you can make it work if you get a fragment of Amber to adhere to the branch of the Cat willow and lift it up. That’s about the extent of it.
”We should also decide on the size of the Amber to lift,” he suggests.
I say only that, and when I try to stand up, he stops me.
”Um, do you have a moment for a bit more?”
The Bureau Chief asks me why I contacted Louise instead of Second Lieutenant Sabrina regarding the over-charging prevention device and the new charging method. Now that he brings it up, he’s right.
”As an individual, I thought it was best to share the news about increasing Golems’ operating time with the Golems squad first,” I explain.
While he nods at my words, the Bureau Chief still requests that I hand over the magical device to the Arsenal Bureau. Well, since it’s already been passed to Louise, there’s nowhere else to report it but the Arsenal Bureau from now on.
”Then, what about Second Lieutenant Sabrina?”
”That, I forgot to mention,” I admit. She went to Strock Village to meet me regarding this and the Motor situation. It was about a week ago, so it seems she’ll be returning soon.
”For us, that’s a ten-day round trip,” the Chief notes.
”She is a soldier, after all, and it’s a carriage fitted with ball bearings,” I counter.
For some reason, I’m feeling pretty smug about it.
”Also, a proposal from my end: it’ll be May in twelve days. If Larry-dono returns home, you’ll just have to turn around and fly back here in two days anyway. Why don’t you stay in the Royal Capital until the academy holiday is over?”
That’s true, but Monica would be furious.
”That’s a good idea,” my brother unexpectedly chimes in, surprisingly in agreement.
”If so, could you let me stay here? There’s something I want to do.”
”Is that related to magical tools?” he asks.
”Yes, it’s about the Magic Magnet from earlier.”
The Bureau Chief says he’d be happy to, and since he offers to prepare a room and a workspace, I decide to take him up on the offer. I had another objective, after all.
That night, I slip out of the Arsenal Bureau dormitory and sneak into the headquarters of the Magical Armored Division. The wall between the adjacent Arsenal Bureau grounds and the Division’s is low, and I climb over it without difficulty.
I’ve stayed in Louise’s room before. It’s at the end of the second floor of the northern dormitory. Even with almost no moonlight, I can move without issue. I was worried about traps set with string or thread, but thankfully, there are none. I reach the shadow of the dormitory without incident.
Luckily, there is a light on in Louise’s room. I throw a small stone toward the wooden window. When I was a student in my previous life, mobile phones didn’t exist, and I used to do this to call out girls from their dorms. Remembering it makes me chuckle.
The first stone hits, but the shadow reflected on the fixed transom window doesn’t move. I throw another. This time, it misses and hits the frame. Still, the shadow remains still. Is she not there?
I bend down to pick up the stone again—that was when it happened.
I’m hugged from behind; a small hand wraps around my neck, and the left hand twists my right arm behind my back. In other words, I’m pinned, and I slowly fall forward.
”Oh my, oh my, isn’t it Larry-kun? Do you know that trespassing into military facilities is—ah, punishable by death?”
The small body that hugged me is Major Sonya. Could it be she was waiting for me?
”But—ah, Head-lopping, as expected, it’s only after doing anal play.”
Notes:
• Bizan – The Bizan family name, held by the Viscount. He is the lord of the territory and owner of the castle built within the Danube River.
• Harritz – A Marquis who observes the duel from the sidelines. He is a high-ranking noble who seems to be involved in the kingdom’s internal political strife. The family name of the Marquis who serves as the King’s father-in-law. He is an old, tall military man with a bearded face and a chest covered in medals.
• 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.
• 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.
• 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.
• Ariane – The protagonist’s older sister residing in the Royal Capital.
• Hans – Hans-niisan (17) is the rugged, 2m-tall, 100kg heir to the Kessler estate, Larry’s brother, and reckless Village Head of Strock Village. Known as a charismatic ruffian across Obernbach, he acts as an elder brother to the protagonist. Pragmatic and occasionally harsh, he manages agricultural and financial stability, shares Willow District intel, and protects the village and the narrator’s family.
• Ho – Ho, a comrade of the protagonist. A member of the military unit that defended Garao Village and was slaughtered alongside Marx-san.
• Pasta – A horse used for pulling the protagonist’s carriage.
• 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.
• Helbert – A short, older Royal Army Lieutenant Colonel with a physically imposing build, firm hands, and a boisterous, mocking, yet manipulative strategic mind. The former Vod Fortress manager now directs a Schuberitz Intelligence Bureau lab, where he once inquired about series-loading Amber for Mana charging. Well-loved by his subordinates, he currently watches over the recovering protagonist.
• Louise – A towering, seven-foot-tall former Golem Battalion Deputy Commander of noble Jutland lineage. This muscular woman with a large build and short red hair has minor telepathic defenses. Professionally analytical yet fierce, she wears black and gold dress or armor. Deeply attached to the protagonist, Larry, who saved her via Golems after she protected his child, she is currently subject to restraint play.
• Fee – Larry Fee Getys, of the court-recognized Fee lineage, heads the Getys household governing Strock Village alongside Hans and Iffens. Embodying traditional authority, his family—including Teressa, served by the maid Nico—manages regional finances. Connected to Adolf and local underworld power structures, the Getys family name, indicating Larry’s lineage, is also part of the protagonist’s full name.
• Getys – Larry Fee Getys is a Strock Village youth from the Viscounty of Bizan. Belonging to a noble family of rugged warriors—including Hardy, Denis, and Teressa, who married into the house—he was raised by aunts Alisa and Monica. Court officials used his academy-recognized lineage and family name to clear him of guilt. He holds forest lands and village leadership, inheriting a rugged warrior appearance.
• Larry – Larry Fee Getys is a tall, athletic, light-haired Bizan Magic School student, researcher, and tech-minded, telepathic reincarnated former soldier. A pragmatic, detached Arsenal Bureau corporal, he masks explosive strength behind plain clothes, wielding a Treasure Sword and magic tech. He balances academic/military duties with managing his wives and a newly purchased captive Amazoness slave.
• Iffens – Eldest son of the Fee family, village head of Strock Village and older brother to Larry, he fell in battle. Remembered as a solemn, battle‑scarred figure, his death casts a heavy emotional shadow over the household and fuels Yutia’s fear.
• Teressa – Blonde, short-haired, and blue-eyed, this elegant village head, Getys House member, and Larry’s pregnant wife/sister-in-law oversees familial duties. Formerly Iffens’ widow, the motherly yet sharp Gothic Lolita hides a mischievous, vulnerable core behind a cold exterior. Composed, gentle, and possessive of a sharp wit, she manipulates shared Mana with Larry and was once tutored by Henrietta.
• Sister-in-law – A woman who embraces the protagonist from behind, exuding a sweet scent. She has been struggling with the emotional shock of leaving Lyrica and Maria behind in Besanburg, leading to a temporary period of intimacy avoidance and separate rooms before reconciling in a mixed bath.
• Klaus – Uncle Klaus, thin and nervous, is the Thalbach family’s finance chief and vassal to Viscount Bizan, attending the wedding as a close relative. He wears a light‑grey cloak and a black hat trimmed with gold; deep dark circles shadow his high‑strung, exhausted face, worn by endless work and his wife’s jealousy. Larry and Hans despise him, and he is the narrator’s uncle living on the hill in the territorial capital. Larry’s uncle, a professional among noble colleagues, often closes his eyes when deep in thought or stressed.
• Tony – A friendly, quiet, and hardworking coachman for Uncle Klaus who recently married a kitchen maid. He has a likable face and is often seen resting after long journeys. He delivers a critical family letter to Larry and teases him about domestic rumors.
• Sonya – Major Sonya is a child-sized, petite elf with pointed ears, a muscular build, and a cheerful voice. Commanding the Schuberitz Kingdom’s 101st Golem Battalion, she masks her terrifying power behind a dual personality, shifting from a formal officer to a cruel “gal-type.” An exceptionally skilled sadist, she uses mind-reading and painful mana injections to toy with the protagonist’s growth.
• Aslan – Captain and Director of the Arsenal Bureau, he works alongside the Fourth Sage in managing the development and training of recruits.
• Sabrina – Haas, a female Dwarf Second Lieutenant in the Arsenal Bureau’s Magic Weapon Department, is Annerose’s estranged daughter and Rhein’s twin. Stoic yet harboring reluctant warmth, she wears a plush Russian hat and reverse-leather coat over thick, curly chestnut hair. This mechanical engineer previously aided the protagonist, presented an artifact to the King, and handles Larry. Currently coordinating secret national tech, she provides tactical guidance from observation seats and has a history with the auction venue, expressing frustration and sorrow over its failed outcomes.
• Monica – Sun-tanned and slender, this tomboyish 15-year-old mother of twins (including Alisa) and Larry’s wife is missing a front tooth. A strong-willed childhood friend of Larry, she lost her first husband at Vod Fortress. Direct and intimidating yet emotionally intelligent, she rules the household with bitter authority. Haunted by survival fears, she gave up her son but wet-nurses her niece Maria.
• Major – A commanding military officer with a sadistic inclination toward interrogation. She orchestrates the sessions and utilizes Telepathy to coordinate with her subordinates.
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