Volume 2 Chapter 45 Starting
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
In any case, I left Professor Pauman’s laboratory. Although he is someone whom Henrietta-san respects endlessly, my assessment is that he is a hopeless person.
He tried to assert dominance and forcibly fit me into his mold. Ever since my past life, I have been unable to suppress my impulses when dealing with people like that; I immediately shift into competitive mode. It’s a bad habit.
I had planned to handle things peacefully for the sake of Henrietta-san’s future.
I screwed up.
With this type of person, if you get involved clumsily, they will cause trouble for you later on, so I think it was actually better that I gave him a good shock at the beginning. His method of training his subordinates is also terrible, and if things continue like that…
(It feels like a boomerang is about to come flying back at me, so let’s leave that thought aside.)
When I returned to the room, I saw a familiar face.
”It’s Larry, aye,” Marie said.
Marie came over and clung to me. While I was “pat-patting” her, I noticed a woman in the distance who looked somewhat familiar, yet also not.
”Larry-san, it has been a long time,” the woman remarked.
She bowed politely, like a young lady from a good family, but I couldn’t think of who she was.
”Hey, what are you looking at, lad?” Marie asked.
Marie expressed her dissatisfaction at my perfunctory “pat-patting.”
”Eh, ah, who was it again?”
I pointed at the girl behind Marie.
”You’re an idiot, it’s Darina. Darina-Kubisova. From the same village as me,” Marie replied.
”Eh, ah, that Complex-type? That country girl?”1
That’s right, even back in Strock Village, she was a girl who was like Marie’s underling, and she had such an unpolished air about her. I wonder if she’s been tempered since coming to the city.
Women are scary.
”Hey, what are you just staring blankly for?” Marie prompted.
”No, I was just surprised because you’ve become so beautiful since I last saw you,” I said.
”Don’t do it, okay? If you try anything,” Marie warned.
No, no, Marie.
I don’t think there has been any woman, including you, whom I have actively tried to make a move on first.
”Darina has a man she likes, aye,” Marie added.
While still clinging to me, Marie turned to her and said it in a teasing way. The person who was told this fidgeted, looking at Marie with a sulky face.
Ho, it’s not that she was polished by the city, but love. I’m envious.
Marie, could you be a bit cuter too?
Just as I thought that, I noticed her stomach had grown quite large.
”It’s a naughty boy who takes after Larry, so he kicks my stomach a lot, lad,” Marie shared.
Perhaps she noticed my gaze, as she told me this while rubbing her enlarged belly.
About two more months.
I didn’t have children in my previous world, but thinking that I am going to become a father feels ticklish.
”The environment in Bizan was better, but the childcare facilities here have well-equipped medical systems. I will be able to raise the child with great care,” Marie noted.
I see, so she was checking out childcare facilities in preparation for the birth.
In this world, the infant mortality rate is high.
If there is an epidemic, half of them will die before the age of seven.
Depending on the circumstances, both mother and child can die from a difficult delivery, or the mother may pass away due to poor postpartum recovery.
If the medical system is solid, as Marie says, the survival rate will increase.
Louise had a miscarriage due to the attack, but my Sister-in-law and Marie seem to be progressing well, and Nico also says there are no problems, according to Marie.
Even so, I am still worried about the two of them having their first child.
”Ah-ah, it’s the end of the world and totally absurd that the man who took turns ravishing me is the father,” Romy complained.
At the Bizan Magic School party, I was indeed invited to a place where they were taking turns ravishing her, and I participated as an accompaniment.
I regret that I shouldn’t have done that.
”So, what happened at the Professor’s place?” Henrietta-san asked.
She must have been curious, as Henrietta-san asked me with a worried look.
”No problem, you just need to submit the documents for purchasing items directly to the office,” I replied.
”Liar,” Romy countered.
Romy raised her voice as if to chime in.
”Weren’t you told to submit a research plan?” Henrietta-san asked.
”Talking about management, management—acting all high and mighty—is that really a professor? I felt sick,” Romy added.
”He really looked down on us, it’s revolting, that fool,” Darina muttered.
Perhaps because she was the person she admired until coming here, Henrietta-san is holding back, but the other two are bad-mouthing the professor.
I think she must have ordered them around with a very condescending attitude.
”Well, much of the work I do is related to the military, so there are many secrets, I told her,” I said.
That is one of the reasons I brought Henrietta-san and Marie here.
I told the two of them that it was for self-protection, but it was unexpected that Romy came along. I also gave a summary to Darina, who is in another laboratory where she is expected to act together with Marie from now on.
”Well, this place is guarded by two layers, so it should be fine,” I continued.
In addition to the outer wall of the Royal Capital, the area where large buildings stood closely packed together was also surrounded by a wall, and one had to pass through a checkpoint to enter or exit.
”It seems like it would be safer to stay in the village, aye,” Marie mused.
What Marie says is also not wrong.
Rather than here, where everyone is a complete stranger, Strock Village feels safer.
”With that said, shall we go get something to eat? Do you know any good places?” I asked.
It also had the purpose of a change of pace, and it was a bit of the Heisei-era middle management technique for controlling subordinates—”Step One: Hold a dinner party”—but these guys aren’t Gen Z, are they?
There was no such concern, and Henrietta-san, who had been depressed, joined in the excitement, saying this place is good or that the new shop is such-and-such.
”Ah, my bad, I have to go to the bank,” I noted.
”You can put it on your tab with your Bankbook, lad,” Marie said.
”My account was frozen, though I think it’s been lifted,” I replied.
”Account frozen? What is that? The worst,” Romy scoffed.
For some reason, I get annoyed when Romy says that.
It was my fault that the account was frozen, though.
These girls were distributed a Bankbook for deposits because their names were on the blueprints.
They had completely fallen for the intentions of the Third Sage.
”The academy office handles a certain amount of things by proxy, you know,” Henrietta-san informed me.
Henrietta-san told me, but there is an oddness to the tone, as if they are not in the position of a Research Student and student anymore.
I put aside those complex feelings and went to the office as told.
”Larry? Larry-Fee-Getys-san? Please wait a moment, let me see… I have a message from the Academy President…” the receptionist said.
When I took out my notebook, a sexy receptionist sister rummaged under the counter and pulled out a memo.
”This is it. I have a message that you are to come to the Academy President’s office tomorrow morning after you finish your meal. I have relayed the message to you,” she stated.
When I acknowledged this, she said “please wait a moment” and went into the back with my Bankbook.
”Ugh, I hate this, hate this. Larry is just a male after all. If there’s a slightly pretty woman, he immediately shifts his gaze, aye,” Marie complained.
When Marie says that, it feels incredibly absurd.
Well, for the sake of the child in her belly, I will refrain from saying anything.
”But I don’t get Larry’s tastes. From a loli-girl like me, to a monster-like giantess who is the vice-Commander of the Golems Battalion, right?” Romy asked.
Romy. Where on you is a loli-girl? You’re just short and you’re one year older than me.
Besides, don’t treat Louise like a monster; she has big breasts, and her inner self is cute and erotic.
”The Concubine Teressa has given birth to two children, but she is an incredibly beautiful woman, aye,” Marie added.
”Really?” Darina asked.
For some reason, Darina reacts.
”That’s right. She resembles Nico, but her skin is beautiful, she has flowing blonde hair, and big eyes. It’s like a much more beautiful and refined version of her (Nico). And even though she was my sister-in-law, this guy kept saying he liked her, liked her, and as soon as his brother was killed in the war, he made her his own woman, the story goes,” Marie explained.
Marie-san, doesn’t that make me sound like a brute?
I feel like there could have been a slightly better way to say that.
”Besides, according to Nico…” Marie started.
The girls’ characteristic whispering started.
”Wow, what, that’s creepy,” Romy said.
”Is that kind of fetish?” Darina asked.
”I kind of get the feeling that there is some truth to that,” Henrietta-san observed.
I’m very curious about what they are talking about, but I endure it because I feel like I’ll have lost if I ask.
”Sorry to keep you waiting,” the receptionist said.
The girl from earlier brought my Bankbook.
”Um, has the freeze been lifted?” I asked.
”Eh? Ah, yes, it’s fine. Ah, but you can only withdraw up to 100,000 Yen per day here,” she replied.
Then I will make use of that limit.
After all, the balance in my Bankbook exceeded 30 million Yen.
I am a wealthy man.
I received ten Silver Coins, recorded my outing, and left the entrance.
This place is where the large buildings were densely packed when seen from the outside, and it has an office-district atmosphere where the roads are a bit dark.
Even so, there are many stone buildings with at most four stories.
In the alleyways between them, there are shopping streets.
Perhaps because of the location, there are many tailors.
”Larry-san, why don’t you have some new clothes made?” Darina suggested.
”It’s fine, I don’t really care,” I replied.
I am pointed out by Darina, but the feeling that clothes are bothersome comes first.
In my past life as a working adult, my suits and casual clothes were all from discount stores. Once I bought them, I would wear them for several years.
I would even wear a down jacket until the collar turned black, and only then would I go to buy a new one after being pointed out.
”That’s why you can calmly wear that strange coat,” Darina remarked.
I am still teased about the coat I was wearing when I first attended Bizan Magic School.
Backed by the women, I entered a tailor shop said to be highly skilled, and ended up having a trendy suit made with the fabric just as the women said.
And two of them, no less.
In this world, clothing is outrageously expensive.
It seems to be due to the poor productivity of cloth, but one suit costs over two Gold Coins.
It seems there is no “Aoyama of Western clothing” or “Uniqlo” in this world.
Well, I have the money, so I sign while being surprised.
By having a Bankbook, I could do something like credit, and I ended up putting it into practice.
However, I will try not to use it much until I get a sense of the Silver Coin value in this world.
It seems it will be done in a month, so I might be able to return to the village in a new suit.
Thinking about that, I enter a restaurant on the same street as the tailor.
Since there is local cuisine from Henrietta-san and Romy’s hometown, I buy a bottle of wine and have a meal.
Dishes like lasagna-like food and sparrow-cheese-tossed, which is small rolled Pasta tossed in cheese, are lined up, and while eating, I asked about life at the academy.
It seems that souvenirs are important here.
Professor Pauman also demanded them openly, and it seems to be such a custom.
”Eh, then should I have brought some to my neighbor in the dormitory too?” I asked.
”Naturally, lad,” Marie said.
I was told by Marie.
”Could it be that because I didn’t give anything to the Dorm Head, I was treated with indifference? They told me women aren’t allowed in the dorm, or that meals are only until nine o’clock at night,” I inquired.
”That’s right, for a men’s dormitory, if you’re an attendant, you can bring women in, and if dinner is going to be late, they put it in a basket for you,” Henrietta-san explained.
It seems that when it looks like you won’t be able to have dinner by nine o’clock, if you let them know, they will put bread, food that can be eaten even when cold, or pickles into a basket and deliver it.
”I have not heard anything about that at all.”
”Hey, by any chance, I’m being called by the Academy President tomorrow; should I bring anything with me?”
”Obviously, you should,” Marie replied.
And so, I purchased the most expensive wine and the like at this shop. Since I couldn’t pay for it with the Silver Coin I had on hand, I ended up using my Bankbook for a credit payment again.
The next day, as told, I went to the Academy President’s office. Right off the bat, the Academy President informed me that my attendance in class was effectively optional.
”You aren’t going to graduate anyway, are you?”
The gray-haired gentleman smiled without a hint of remorse as he addressed me.
”Is that so?” I asked.
”Even if you attend classes diligently, you will not receive credits for the first semester, and at this juncture, being held back a year is inevitable. Furthermore, do you genuinely believe you can secure credits from Professor Pauman? During the faculty meeting this morning, they spoke of you in highly derogatory terms, alleging that you utilized your military standing as a shield to perpetrate threats.”
Well, I suppose that is how it turned out.
It seems I am destined for failing grades in every subject at Bizan Magic School, and as the Academy President indicated, credits from Professor Pauman are likely a lost cause. It seems my personality is simply not one that garners protection from those in positions of authority.
”Since you likely do not require the title or prestige of being a graduate of this institution, I shall provide you with protection by granting you the status of a student for two or three years, as requested by the military,” the Academy President stated.
”Protection, you say?”
”Precisely. Should any untoward incidents occur, fleeing into the academy will provide you with a measure of security, and as an enrolled student, you will be entitled to certain preferential treatment. I am extending this privilege to you, in addition to the exemption from your academic requirements.”
I could only laugh.
”But, it remains permissible to attend classes, correct?”
”That is acceptable, provided that you do not incite confrontations during Professor Pauman’s lectures.”
Do they truly categorize me as such a delinquent?
”Um, I assume there is no risk that Marie or Romy will be denied credits from Professor Pauman as well?”
”Rest assured, that has already been properly addressed.”
That confirmation was sufficient for me.
”There is one final, crucial matter I must address.”
The Academy President’s expression hardened into one of serious intent. I was instructed that regarding the operation of my laboratory under Henrietta-san’s name, I must establish a formal research plan, implement a task distribution schedule, and maintain a rigorous daily log.
”While financial balance is a concern, in the future, when military secrets are declassified, your laboratory will inevitably be subject to verification. At that time, investigators will examine the work for evidence of plagiarism or research conducted in violation of the law. Even if you were to pass away, the consequences could potentially extend to your Research Student, Students, and even your Children or grandchildren. Ensure that all protocols are followed with precision.”
I had already anticipated the necessity of submitting regular reports, so that was acceptable. Maintaining records was well within my expectations, but the realization that any failure on my part could burden my descendants gave me a profound sense of responsibility.
Yesterday, after returning from dinner, we did not disperse; the conversation stretched on for quite some time. After we finished, while I was greeting the members of the men’s dormitory and distributing souvenirs, I missed my opportunity to speak with Henrietta-san.
So.
Taking advantage of my class exemption, I locked the laboratory from the inside on a morning when I knew no one would disturb me. While explaining the principles of a Motor to Henrietta-san, I made practical use of the silver ddo2. Following that meaningful interval, and utilizing the post-coital rest3, I described my design for a magic ship’s Motor and secured her agreement to lead the manufacturing process.
From the afternoon, I taught Marie and Romy the principles of a Mana pressure gauge. In electrical terms, this would be an ammeter or voltmeter; as anticipated, Marie grasped the concept rapidly, while Romy struggled significantly.
Well, I will have to be patient.
What I truly desire for them to construct is a Mana capacitor. I have already verified the coil, and the diode can be resolved using Amber’s navel. I have similar prospects for the transistor, but the capacitor requires steady, painstaking research—from sourcing materials to conducting verification tests—which is entirely unsuited to my temperament.
It is absolutely suited for Marie. While Romy is not ideally suited for it either, I believed she might at least be capable of assisting Marie.
If these components are obtained, the foundation for bias circuits, modulation circuits, and oscillation circuits will be established.
That day, I also handled orders for research equipment, updated my log, and drafted the research plan requested by the Academy President. I had held vague ideas in my mind, but transcribing them into text revealed various deficiencies, and by the time I finished, dawn was already breaking.
Thus, the laboratory under Henrietta-san’s fire safety supervision commenced operations. Professor Pauman and segments of the academy administration voiced loud protests, claiming that a military-affiliated institution had no place in an academic seat of learning, but no actual harm befell Marie or Romy.
Approximately ten days later, with no particular incidents having occurred, I was eating alone around nine o’clock, avoiding the peak hours of the Dining Hall, when a well-dressed, handsome man approached me.
”Are you the rumored Larry-kun?”
He was tall with refined features, and his demeanor was remarkably gentle. When I nodded, he requested to join me for the meal; having no reason to refuse, I agreed. He identified himself as Karl Krepelin, a professor at the Third Medical Magic Laboratory.
”Darina Kubisova is one of our Students, and having heard of you, I developed a keen interest.”
He appeared to be in his thirties. Could he be the object of Darina’s affections?
”How is Darina doing?” I asked.
”Larry-kun, you were the one who discerned her inherent talent, were you not? Among the Complex-type Students at this academy, there is no one who surpasses her in Mana Quantity. She is intellectually gifted and remarkably earnest as well.”
He praised her extensively.
”Then, you surely have no intention of letting her go even after she graduates?”
”While she has expressed her desire to remain in the department as a Research Student, I personally harbor the intention of marrying her.”
Ho.
I sensed that his perspective on the opposite s*x differed significantly from my own. Perhaps he is a more principled individual than I am, despite his handsome appearance. It seems they have already been on several dates.
However, Darina is merely thirteen years old. In this world, that is a legal age for marriage; indeed, Monica’s first marriage occurred at thirteen. Nevertheless, it is a common adage that Mages are prone to lechery.
”Well, would it not be more prudent to wait until she graduates?”
”That is, quite likely, the correct approach. To be candid, when I first encountered her, I felt an immediate connection—a conviction that she was the only possible choice for my future wife—but I suppose waiting until graduation is a necessity.”
He is a man of intense convictions. It is not as if he is a novice in these matters. However, after conversing for a time, I found him to be a person of generally good character, and we found common ground on subjects unrelated to women.
He explained that he is researching a method to integrate Complex-type Mana into base materials like ointments, which would allow for treatment even in the absence of a Mage.
”I have managed to address certain cutaneous diseases, but as that is achievable with conventional pharmaceuticals, I feel that my progress remains somewhat limited.”
Even a handsome man faces his own struggles. Since he is a professor of Medical Magic, I took the opportunity to inquire about Yutia. I described her condition: she was a maid brought by my sister-in-law upon her marriage into the family, she contracted a fever shortly after her arrival, and subsequently, she has suffered from abnormal muscular tension, facial distortion, a chronically elevated right shoulder, and severe difficulty walking. I also mentioned the encouraging signs of improvement I had observed following the application of Mana Control to her head.
Karl listened attentively before offering his assessment.
”I have encountered such cases previously, though they remain largely unresolved, and while the underlying causes may not be identical, I have formulated a hypothesis.”
According to his theory, the toxins from the fever persisted within the cranial nerves, resulting in chronic inflammation.
”Typically, paralysis is a more common outcome than abnormal tension, yet it is not unprecedented; the correlation with a post-febrile onset is consistent. It is possible that the application of Mana induced diuresis, thereby providing temporary relief from the neural inflammation. There is literature suggesting that utilizing Dimer’s Mana as a pre-treatment for diuresis in the management of inflammation caused by snake venom can enhance the therapeutic efficacy of multimeric treatments.”
The reasoning appeared sound.
Does this imply that the administration of corticosteroids would be effective? Since such compounds do not exist in this world, I am powerless to act, though I might consider consulting Larry from my previous life.
This handsome professor is not only a dedicated scholar but also actively involved in clinical practice. If his only eccentric predisposition is an attraction to younger women, I am inclined to support his marriage to Darina.
As our conversation flowed, a clerk from the administration office arrived to summon me.
”It is a person named Sabrina-sama.”
As she is a Second Lieutenant, I could not decline the meeting, so I parted ways with Professor Karl with genuine regret.
I followed the clerk to the entrance, where Second Lieutenant Sabrina was waiting in a dress rather than her military uniform. Beyond her, through the window of a parked carriage, I recognized the face of Annerose von Bülow, the Principal of Bizan Magic School—the woman who had failed every one of my exams, and Sabrina’s mother.
”Excuse me, would you be able to spare some time for me personally from this moment forward?”
It appeared this was not a matter of official business.
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Summary:
The protagonist departs from Professor Pauman’s laboratory after a tense confrontation, reflecting on his own lack of impulse control. Upon returning to his quarters, he encounters a familiar face from his village, Marie, who brings news of an acquaintance, Darina. The group discusses the implications of birth, the academy’s restrictive policies, and financial status, leaving the protagonist with a pending meeting with the Academy President.
Larry navigates the complexities of his academic standing and military obligations, securing protected student status and laboratory operating rights from the Academy President. He balances research efforts into mana-based technology with interpersonal interactions, notably connecting with Professor Karl Krepelin to discuss medical magic. The scene shifts as Sabrina, a military lieutenant, arrives with her mother, Annerose, to request a private audience, leaving Larry at a new narrative crossroads.
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Trivia:
The protagonist’s account was frozen due to his own past actions.
The Third Sage intended for the students to have Bankbooks to manage their funds.
Infant mortality is a severe issue in this world, often peaking during epidemics.
Dormitory policies allow women if they are registered as attendants.
Souvenirs are a mandatory social custom at the academy.
The Academy President implies that Larry’s lab will be audited for military secrecy in the future.
Larry is intentionally keeping his research log to protect his potential future descendants.
Karl Krepelin is researching ways to incorporate Complex-type Mana into medical ointments.
Yutia’s condition is hypothesized to be post-febrile neural inflammation.
Annerose von Bülow is both the Principal of Bizan Magic School and the mother of Sabrina.
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Translation Notes:
Notes:
• Henrietta – Disheveled Gothic-Lolita Bizan Dorm Head and lab supervisor who collaborates with the protagonist, teasing and reading his mind while recovering from past emotional trauma. Under her admired, poorly managing Professor Pauman, she researches Golem labs, rivals Line, and owns Pamela. Despite military pressure on her magic ship research, she strictly enforces Church discipline. Pragmatic yet slightly perverted, she hides a raw, submissive side.
• Pauman – An Academy professor and magic ship researcher known for forcing students into a rigid mold, a harsh, dismissive attitude toward those straying from traditional academic paths, and a deep dislike for the military. Their office matches the construction of Karl’s.
• 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.
• Larry – Larry Fee Getys is a tall, athletic, light-haired Bizan Magic School student, tech-minded telepathic reincarnated soldier, and detached Arsenal Bureau corporal testing Golem-amplifier tech for an imperial expedition. Moving to Himeji, Japan, he masks explosive strength in plain clothes, cautious of eccentric professors. He balances duties with managing his wives and a newly acquired Amazoness.
• Marie – Novakova is a bold, 15-year-old noblewoman, Bizan Magic School student, and competent mana tech researcher comically resembling Nico with a floral hairpiece. Isabella’s niece and the Barsheni elder’s granddaughter, she is currently pregnant, expecting the protagonist—a colleague she is displeased with—to act as a father figure while she raises the child with her boyfriend Larry. She is also an acquaintance of Asuha preparing for clinical training.
• 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.
• Kubisova – The family name carried by Darina from Barsheni Village, noted as being a strange or unique name by others in the school.
• Darina – A city-polished 13-year-old Barsheni native, Marie’s devoted maid, and Academy research student who shares a hometown with Marie and is a childhood acquaintance of the protagonist. Possessing strong Complex-type mana, Larry views her as a future medical mage. She gathers spider silk and coordinates with Principal Professors to deliver crucial orders regarding the upcoming Royal Capital relocation.
• Ho – Ho, a comrade of the protagonist. A member of the military unit that defended Garao Village and was slaughtered alongside Marx-san.
• 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.
• 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.
• Louise – A towering, seven-foot-tall muscular woman of noble Jutland lineage, this former Golem Battalion Deputy Commander and Magic Armored Division Lieutenant fought at Vod Fortress. She has short red hair, a large build, minor telepathic defenses, and wears black and gold dress armor. Fierce yet analytical, she is deeply attached to Larry, who saved her via Golems after she protected his child.
• Nico – A petite, silver-haired General and Bizan Magic School student, Teressa’s cousin, and a Village Head Fee member with zero Mana and cold extremities. The anxious, blunt fabric merchant’s daughter plans to inherit the family business, despite an Amazoness clerk’s pursuit. She works as a domestic assistant and school laundry worker, planning to stay in her dorm until spring break to return home. Early-rising and practical, she relies on her confidante Marie and fears shopping district threats. She shares an intense, bed-sharing romantic bond with her savior, Larry, and is currently pregnant and increasingly anxious following his recent trial.
• Romy – A flamboyant, blunt 16-year-old “troubled child” from the ‘von’ Odonkor family. A heavily made-up yet cute Magic School freshman, she serves as Henrietta’s messy lab assistant and casual researcher, though she struggles with technical concepts and low Mana. She funds herself through blueprints, dislikes the professor, sides with Marie, and has complex, teasing bonds with Larry and the protagonist.
• Academy President – Head of Bizan Magic School, gray-haired, cynical authority figure.
• 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.
• 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.
• Commander – A man leading the mercenary press-gang at the south gate.
• 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.
• Pasta – A horse used for pulling the protagonist’s carriage.
• Karl Krepelin – Professor of the Third Medical Magic Laboratory, researcher of medical magic, romantically interested in Darina.
• Karl – A handsome Academy professor at the Third Medical Magic Laboratory with a detached demeanor and a surprisingly innocent, “virgin-coded” mindset. Specializing in medical magic, this narrator’s contact harbors an intellectually curious, opportunistic interest in the protagonist’s recent acquisition.
• 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.
• Yutia – A slender, quietly observant maid with fever-scarred skin and distorted muscle tension serves the Getys household. Tending livestock—especially her beloved horse Carpaccio—she stays emotionally distant from others and intimidated by Hans. Despite her isolation, she shares a deep bond with Larry, giving him a braided hair charm and recently sharing her first intimate, mana-based treatment with him.
• Sabrina – Haas, a female Dwarf Second Lieutenant in the Arsenal Bureau’s Magic Weapon and Armored Divisions, is a mechanical engineer, Annerose’s estranged daughter, and Rhein’s twin. Stoic yet warmly reluctant, she has thick, curly chestnut hair, a plush Russian hat, and a reverse-leather coat. Haas assists the protagonist with logistics/tactics and handles Larry while coordinating secret national tech.
• Annerose von Bülow – Annerose von Bülow is the stern, authoritative Dwarf Principal of National Bizan Magic School. Possessing a strict, insufferable personality and a menacingly low voice, she demands immediate obedience, frequently correcting Larry Fee Getys. She adds a mischievous flair to ceremonies and is the divorced mother of Sabrina Haas.
• Principal – The mother of Line and the administrative head of the institution. She exercises authoritative control over research assignments and seeks to trade Larry for Ilse Klein due to interpersonal conflicts in her laboratories. The mother of Sabrina and Rhein who intervenes during Rhein’s violent corridor assault to break up the confrontation.
• Annerose – Annerose von Bülow is the stern, authoritative Dwarf Principal of National Bizan Magic School. Possessing a strict, insufferable personality and a menacingly low voice, she demands immediate obedience, frequently correcting Larry Fee Getys. She adds a mischievous flair to ceremonies and is the divorced mother of Sabrina Haas.
• Bülow – Annerose von Bülow, a tall, poised academy principal with silver-streaked hair and a stern gaze, uses her noble family name to command authority. She seamlessly navigates the social hierarchy, enforcing strict religious doctrines on interspecies relations. Deeply respected, she mentors students and maintains close, influential ties with both the faculty and the school council.
• von – The noble particle ‘von’ indicates high social standing and ancestral roots connected to territorial estates within the Sabaski lineage. It marks the noble bloodline and full names of Annerose von Bülow, Walter von Riedel, and Marc von Harritz, establishing their shared aristocratic identity and familial relationship within the Kingdom.
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