Volume 2 Chapter 5 Departure
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The dinner cleanup was finished, and the Getys House family had gathered around the large table.
”Well then, Yutia, I’m going to start. If there is any pain or if you feel sick, tell me immediately. Those watching, please speak up if you see any bad signs.”
After saying that, I stood behind the chair where Yutia was sitting.
I touched my right index finger slightly behind the crown of her head and placed my left index finger under her jaw.
This was the preliminary stage of the treatment for Yutia’s abnormal muscle tension, a method pulled from the Parasite Host¹ memories.
I don’t truly understand the principles that guy was working with, but it seems there are several spots he wanted to examine to see the reaction when Mana is flowed through them. He seemed to think he could devise a treatment based on that.
The places where I am now resting my fingers are at the top of that list.
If I don’t do this tonight, I won’t have another chance, as I’ll be leaving the village the day after tomorrow for the Magic School in Besanburg.
There is a slight possibility the symptoms could worsen, but apparently, they won’t persist if the exposure is short, so I decided to take the risk.
I figured that if I took these results to the Magic School, they would have books for Medical Mages². That should help the Parasite Host’s memories actually formulate a cure.
”Well then, Sister-in-law, please take the record.”
”Test number one: Flowing Mana from the crown of the head to the underside of the jaw.”
I waited for Sister-in-law to repeat the instruction and finish writing.
Then, I flowed Mana from my right index finger at the crown to my left index finger touching her jaw.
”No! Stop!”
I halted at Monica’s shout.
Since I couldn’t see Yutia’s face from behind, I had asked Monica to observe her from the front.
”The facial twitching got worse.”
”Understood. This time we’ll reverse it. Changing the flow from the jaw to the top of the head.”
”Flowing Mana from the underside of the jaw to the crown of the head, right?”
I felt bad for putting Yutia through this, but I waited for Sister-in-law to finish writing and flowed the Mana in the opposite direction.
This time, no one called out, so I tried increasing the Mana output.
”No… s—”
This time, the voice came from Yutia herself.
”My leg… it’s… twitching desu³.”
She placed her left hand on her left leg. It seemed some strange movement had developed there.
Monica reported that the “facial twitching” hadn’t changed.
What I can say for sure now is that flowing Mana into the head directly affects Yutia’s cramped body.
In other words, the Parasite Host’s theory was partially correct.
However, I still have no clear prospect for an actual cure.
”Alright, I’m going to change the contact points.”
I told Yutia this and stood beside her.
This time, I touched the space between her eyebrows with my left hand and the back of her head with my right index finger.
”Flowing now.”
I waited for Sister-in-law’s record again before starting, but it yielded no good results.
The third attempt was the last method I could glean from the Parasite Host’s memories.
I touched the back of her head, just above the nape, with my right hand and the center of her forehead-slightly above the eyebrows-with my left.
I touched her with my index fingers and flowed the Mana.
”This… feels… good desu⁴.”
When I flowed Mana from the back of the head, not only did Yutia’s speech sound a bit better, but her hunched left shoulder seemed to drop slightly.
”I feel… a little… sick… though desu⁵.”
Increasing the Mana volume seemed to be a bad idea, so I reduced the output and continued.
As I took my time, flowing it in bit by bit, the tilt in her neck also seemed to soften.
The rest of the family watched Yutia with expressions of shock.
”My legs… are getting… better, too desu⁶.”
Her vocalization was clearly improving.
However, the moment I stopped the Mana, her body slowly reverted to its original state.
Still, for a first attempt, I think this was a significant step forward.
The rest depends on going to the Magic School to consult a Medical Mage or researching it in books.
Thanks to the special recommendation I received, I’ll supposedly be able to read every book in the school, so my expectations are high.
I called it a day for now.
Partly because the Parasite Host’s memories offered no more leads, but also because of the sheer pressure of performing a medical procedure.
”Yutia, the next time will be after I get back from school.”
”Thank… you… very much desu⁷.”
She was likely aware that her symptoms were resetting, but her smile while in that half-recovered state was adorable.
Later, I’ll have Sister-in-law show me the notes she took.
”Heh… so magic isn’t just for heating bathwater or tormenting women; it can actually do things like this?”
Sandra sounded impressed, though her irony was a bit too on the nose.
(I’ll make her piss herself later.)
Regardless, even though it was a short session, I had been incredibly tense and felt completely drained.
”Tonight, it’s our turn, you know.”
Whether she sensed my fatigue or didn’t care, Monica put her arm around Sister-in-law’s shoulder and looked at me.
Since I’m leaving the house tomorrow morning, I feel a sense of duty, but after several days of this, my body feels like it’s about to give out.
In the memories of the Parasite Host, there is a word for a blissful state: “harem.”
The meaning is supposedly being surrounded by many women, but looking at my current reality, I think that’s a lie. It feels more like a “severe work environment.”
For the past few days, I have been holding whichever girl was designated from among the five every single night.
My beloved Sister-in-law, my slightly slender childhood friend Monica, the incredibly erotic Sandra, and the super-busty mature Lili. And then Yutia, who was a first-timer.
Admittedly, at the start, it was a dream come true. Handling two at once, or being allowed to do those things-this and that-which words can’t even describe.
But a man has a limit to his capacity. You can’t just keep going over and over.
Once you cross that limit, the physical pain starts to break your spirit.
Memories of being toyed with by the Commanders in Linto are starting to resurface.
* * *
The ceremony ended, and the days remained busy with things other than the bedroom.
The application for new land acquisition was a massive pain.
I had to fill out two copies of a template detailing the land, the house, the history of previous owners, and more.
Plus, I had to apply for a fifty Gold Coin loan with a five-year grace period.
This also involved a mountain of paperwork and took forever.
Normally, these applications are handled during the Monthly Market-the last three days of the month when the Village Head does administrative work-but since I was leaving for school, my brother gave me special permission.
Additionally, there’s a rule that the Village Head and elders must walk the boundaries during a sale. However, since there were no neighbors and the seller was deceased, the land belonged to the village. They just let me get a signature saying they’d looked around and called it a day.
Technically, the official date of acquisition would be the Monthly Market, but for all intents and purposes, it was already mine.
The day after the application was finished, we went to inspect the land.
The snow had melted a bit, but plenty remained. I brought Niko, Monica, Lili, and Sandra with me.
After four years of neglect, the farmland was a wreck. The apple orchard on the hill was in particularly bad shape. The unpruned branches were overgrown, yet many trees were starting to die because they hadn’t been fertilized.
The weeds and brush were so thick it was a struggle just to enter the orchard.
”Since pests and diseases might spread from these weak trees to our own apples, we have no choice but to clear-cut the whole thing,” Monica said with a sigh.
”I agree. There’s no helping it in this state,” Sandra added.
We decided they would skip their usual winter chores like spinning thread and focus entirely on clearing the orchard. We needed to cut it all down before the bugs woke up in the spring.
”In that case, let’s clean up that abandoned house a bit so we have a place to take breaks.”
Cleaning was a task even Sister-in-law or Yutia could help with.
”Young Master Larry, do you think we could use some tenant farmers to get these fields back in shape?”
Niko called me “Young Master” again. It’s what I’m used to, so I’ll stop correcting him.
He pointed to the land stretching between the distant highway and the Rhodes River.
”Do you have a specific plan for what to grow?”
”The Sugar beet business⁸ sa⁹.”
The women, who all have a sweet tooth, immediately perked up.
Apparently, the Fee family had bought sugar beet seeds, and their servants had learned the cultivation methods from a traveling teacher.
They had tried planting in a few spots, but the soil was poor and nothing grew, so they still had seeds left over.
”I heard they need sandy soil with good drainage, so that spot over there should work.”
Niko said it would cost one Gold Coin to hire tenant farmers to reclaim the field, so Monica and Niko went off to negotiate.
As we followed the irrigation canal, we found goblin tracks in several spots.
It seems they’ve come down from the mountains now that it’s winter.
”We should put up a fence on the north side of the highway to keep them from crossing the canal. It’ll be a disaster if they settle in the empty house, so we’ll need to fix the gate there too.”
Goblins are omnivores. They eat nuts, but they also hunt animals. They won’t usually take down a cow, but a few of them can easily kill a sheep. If they cross the canal and get into the house, it’s not just the sheep I’m worried about-Alisa could be a target.
”Daniel-san of the Dwarves handles monster extermination, so I’ll go ask him for help.”
Once we hit the highway, I started walking, and Monica followed, saying she wanted to go too.
Niko stayed behind, crouching down to check if there were any more tracks heading west along the road.
Daniel-san was in his shop making horseshoes.
He clearly noticed us coming in, but he kept swinging his hammer until he hit a natural stopping point.
”Ho-ho-ho-ho! What business do the newlyweds have today? Did you come to ask me how to make children?”
He stopped the hammer and turned around. The greeting was fine, but the joke wasn’t funny.
”Ho-ho-ho. That’s right, I remember now. You already had Teressa teach you everything, didn’t you?”
That wasn’t funny either.
”Ho-ho… I see. You’re here about the repairs for that house you bought. How does two Gold Coins sound?”
He’s a blacksmith, but he also does carpentry. I knew that, but I had only been thinking about cleaning, not full-scale repairs yet.
”Too high. One Gold Coin and three silver coins.”
Monica suddenly jumped into the negotiation.
”That won’t even cover the cost of materials! Let’s say one Gold Coin and eight silver.”
”How about one Gold Coin and five silver?”
In the end, they settled on one Gold Coin and six silver.
Monica’s decision-making was so fast that I, the actual homeowner, couldn’t even keep up.
”Also, Daniel-san, it looks like there are goblins on that land.”
I finally managed to get a word in.
”Ho-ho-ho! In that abandoned farmland?”
”Yes. We were hoping you could handle the extermination…”
”Ho-ho-ho-ho! Go see Granny for that. You’re knocking on the wrong door.”
I felt like Granny’s place was definitely the wrong door, but Daniel-san clearly wasn’t going to talk about it anymore. He started pounding on a piece of red-hot iron again.
”Well then, Daniel-san, we’re counting on you for the house.”
”Ho-ho-ho-ho! I’ll have it ready by the end of January!”
He ignored me but seemed perfectly in sync with Monica. I felt a bit overwhelmed by the two of them.
”Oh, that’s right, New Husband. There was something I wanted to ask you.”
Me? Daniel-san stopped his work and looked at me.
”Would you mind if I borrowed your bath?”
”Uh, sure, I don’t mind.”
I remembered when I first started heating the bath, Daniel-san and Granny were there, mentioning how they could boil the water instantly using Mana.
”Well, nothing beats a hot soak, does it?”
”So… about that…”
Monica looked like she had something difficult to say.
”I’m asking if it’s alright for me to have a go with Lili and Sandra.”
Wait, what?
Monica leaned in and whispered something in my ear that my brain simply could not compute.
”I’ll be bringing my wife along too, of course-ja,” Daniel-san said¹⁰.
Come again?
I honestly couldn’t tell if I was mishearing Monica and Daniel-san or if the world had just stopped making sense.
”My previous husband… he and the other couples used to swap for fun,” Monica explained.
Wait—seriously?
”Ho! Ho-ho-ho! Children are a near-impossibility between Dwarves and Humans, you see,” Daniel-san barked with a laugh. “It means we can play as hard as we like without a care in the world.”
I turned my head slowly to look at Monica.
”I mean, yeah… it was just a couple-swap thing,” she said.
She was actually blushing. You really did that?
It finally clicked. All those things the women at Getys House had done for me—the techniques, the boldness—it all came from right here.
”Don’t you worry, lad. I won’t lay a finger on Teressa. I give you my word on that.”
”Damn right you won’t!”
The words jumped out of my mouth before I could think, but the room seemed to take it as me giving the green light for everyone except my sister-in-law.
”Ho-ho-ho! Splendid, splendid!”
”Well, that settles that, then.”
Still reeling and unable to accept what was happening, I felt Monica’s hand on my back as she ushered me out of the blacksmith shop.
”Hey, didn’t you say Granny Ferris comes to the baths too?”
”Oh, sure. Sometimes she comes alone, and sometimes she comes with Daniel-san.”
”I… I see. Of course she does.”
My attempt at a clarifying question had only managed to make my internal chaos even worse. In a daze, I pushed open the sliding door to Granny’s apothecary.
”Ho! What brings you lot here today? I only just gave you that sedative for the baby’s night-crying the other day,” Granny barked from her chair.
She was busy feeding Mana into a hunk of Amber¹¹, but she set it aside and stood up as we entered.
”Well, no matter. Since you’ve bothered to show up, you might as well have some starch syrup water¹².”
She disappeared into the back room for a moment. In the center of the shop, a heavy Daruma stove radiated warmth, and a kettle on top was letting out a steady hiss as it spat out steam.
Granny returned with a tray holding two mugs, spoons already tucked inside, and topped them off with boiling water from the stove.
”Here. This’ll put some heat in your bones.”
The mug was scalding. I could see the thick, golden residue of the syrup still clinging to the spoon as I stirred it. I took a cautious sip.
”Gah! Hot!”
”Larry, you’ve been a clumsy oaf since you were a brat. Some things never change,” she cackled.
Mind your own business, old woman.
”So, what’s the real occasion? You’re newlyweds, aren’t you? Looking for a little ‘performance enhancer’? I’ve got the good stuff right here.”
”Is that so? Larry is young, but… well, you know…” Monica teased.
What do you mean, “you know”?!
Granny caught my annoyed expression and shot me a toothy smirk.
”Listen close, boy. This contains the stones of a seal bull that masters a hundred females in the northern sea; horny goat weed gathered from the mountain peaks; and the velvet of a stag’s antler taken just before it hardens. Drink this decoction, and you’ll be fine for five rounds a night, guaranteed.”
It sounded like total snake oil.
”How much?”
”Five silver coins per dose.”
”Sold!”
You’re actually buying it?! Are you really going to make me drink that dangerous-looking sludge?
Monica paid the woman and tucked the pouch away with a look of pure triumph. Then, her expression shifted back to business.
”By the way, Granny Ferris…”
Monica brought up the conversation from Daniel-san’s place.
”Just so we’re clear, we’re talking about your land, right?” Granny asked.
”Yeah. We found several sets of tracks spaced apart. If we’re unlucky, they might be nesting.”
”And the Goblins I kill… I get to keep them, right?”
”Yes, go ahead.”
”Hah! Then we have a deal. This puts my Golem-crafting one step ahead of schedule.”
In the defense of our last village, Granny had used a secret Golem she’d been tinkering with. But since it wasn’t registered with the authorities, the local government had seized it.
I suppose from a ruler’s perspective, having an old woman with a private autonomous war machine is a liability. But Granny wasn’t giving up; she was clearly determined to build a replacement.
”Aren’t you worried they’ll just seize this one too if you make it without permission?” I asked.
”Not a chance. This time, I’m filing the paperwork properly.”
I had no idea how one turned dead Goblins into a Golem, but Granny was practically humming with excitement.
”Well, we’ll leave you to it. And Granny Ferris? Don’t be a stranger at the baths.”
”Ho? The new husband finally gave his consent, did he?”
”He sure did,” Monica chirped.
I felt a twinge of something complicated, but Granny was sharp enough to read the room.
”Don’t worry your head, boy. I won’t lay a finger on Teressa.”
At least everyone seemed to be on the same page about that.
(Monica, listen…)
On the way home, I watched my wife open the bag of “tonic” and take a deep, experimental sniff.
”So, when Granny comes to the baths… what’s the deal?”
”Oh, that? Sometimes she plays with Daniel-san, but honestly? She usually goes for the girls. That’s her real target.”
”The girls?”
”She’s incredible, Larry. Honestly, she can make a woman see stars way better than most men ever could.”
I felt like my head was about to short-circuit.
”Was Denis… was my predecessor always like this? The swapping, all of it? Was there some kind of trigger?”
”I don’t know the whole story,” Monica shrugged. “But I heard that since the old man’s generation, our families have always had that kind of ‘friendship’ with those people.”
I see. If it was a tradition passed down like an heirloom, I guess they wouldn’t see it as strange. It was just the way things were done.
”One more thing?”
”Shoot.”
”It’s just Daniel-san and Granny, right? They’re the only ones using the baths for… that?”
”For now, yeah.”
”For now?”
”Well, there’s Mr. Karfen next door. But he hasn’t been around since his health took a turn for the worse.”
A cold realization washed over me. All those “neighborly” gestures—inviting them to the wedding, having Lili and the girls help with the snow—it wasn’t just small-town kindness. It was a social network of a completely different variety.
”Actually, the heir over there—a boy named Josef—he looks a hell of a lot like Denis,” Monica added casually.
You have got to be kidding me.
”Wait… then what about Alisa?”
”No, she’s fine. But Alto, the one who went over to Hardy’s place? He’s the spitting image of Denis.”
”I… I see. And everyone else? They’re ‘safe’?”
”Yeah. They said if you branch out too far, things get messy. They didn’t want it turning into a total swamp like the village across the river.”
Monica didn’t seem to know the specifics of how “messy” things were across the river, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to know. In a rural backwater with zero entertainment, I guess people made their own fun. But looking at these adults—people I’d thought were dignified pillars of the community—they suddenly just looked like a bunch of total degenerates to me.
That night, Monica made me drink that foul-smelling medicine. She proceeded to do every single thing imaginable to me until I was physically, mentally, and spiritually drained. By the time she was done, I was bone-dry.
The next day was a blur. I spent the morning helping clear apple trees, and the afternoon was a frantic rush of packing for school and saying my final goodbyes at my parents’ house.
”So, you’re off tomorrow? Two years until we see you again?” my brother asked.
”That’s the plan for graduation. But Sister-in-law says there are long breaks, so I’ll be back to check on the house. I don’t want to leave it for too long.”
”Good thinking. Leave a young wife alone too long in this village, and someone’s liable to ‘borrow’ her,” he joked.
He probably meant it as a prank, but my mind flashed back to the blacksmith shop. My head started spinning all over again. (At least I know Teressa is safe…)
”Listen,” my brother whispered, leaning in so Ursula couldn’t hear.
”In Besanburg, past the Royal Army fortress, there’s a place called the Willow District. The women there… they’re on another level compared to the Riverside District in Obernbach. We’re talking Teressa-tier beauties everywhere you look. Use that parting cash I gave you and check it out at least once.”
Normally, a lead like that would have my heart racing. But right now? After last night? I was a desert. There wasn’t a drop of desire left in me.
On the way back, I noticed a commotion in the square. In the garden facing the laundry street, Granny had hung out the day’s catch: four adult Goblins and five juveniles, all strung up like laundry.
She’d already taken care of the nest. How a lone old woman had slaughtered an entire pack of Goblins remained a mystery to everyone in the village.
That night, I performed Yutia’s experiment one last time just to be sure, then shared a final bath with the women. Even surrounded by them, I felt nothing. I hit the bed and was out before my head touched the pillow.
The next morning, I ate breakfast under a hail of cold stares, said my farewells, and prepared to leave. It would be a long time before I saw this place again.
Monica and Lili joined me on the carriage. They were hauling bundles of processed wool to sell in Obernbach, along with Ursula and my uncle’s mistress, Grete-san, who were heading in for New Year’s supplies.
Ursula and Yutia walked us to the village square. I’d finally managed to marry the woman of my dreams, and here I was, leaving her behind. As the carriage lurched forward, Ursula gave me a small, bittersweet wave. I waved back until she was a speck in the distance.
”The river takes forever in the winter. Stick to the road,” my brother had warned.
Following his advice, we took the carriage pulled by Carpaccio to the station in the New Town, where I’d transfer to the long-haul coach for Besanburg.
The guards at the station were being incredibly thorough, grilling the other passengers about their identities and business. But when I showed them the “Viscount’s Treasured Sword,” the questioning stopped instantly. They practically bowed me onto the coach. (Status really is everything…)
At the platform, it was time for the final goodbye. Monica was composed, but Lili—my maid, who usually held it all together—was actually tearing up.
”I’m just getting old… my eyes leak easier these days,” she sniffled, rubbing at her face.
I pulled her into a light, reassuring squeeze, then shared a brief, meaningful hug with Monica.
I was leaving the village. For the first time in my life, I was going to be truly on my own. The weight of it hit me all at once—the sudden, sharp pang of leaving the people I loved.
I climbed into the public coach and waved one last time. It was little more than a reinforced luggage wagon with a heavy canvas hood, but I could see them through the gaps in the fabric.
The final passenger boarded. The driver cracked his whip with a sharp crack, the axle gave a pained, metallic scream, and the carriage began to roll toward the territorial capital, Besanburg.
I watched until Monica and Lili were swallowed by the winter mist.
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Summary:
Larry experiments with Mana flow to treat Yutia’s physical condition based on the Parasite Host’s memories. The household prepares for agricultural expansion while managing domestic tensions. A goblin threat looms over the newly acquired property as Larry prepares for departure
Larry departs his home village after a physically taxing final night with Monica. He discovers the deep-rooted tradition of couple-swapping among the older generation, including Daniel-san and Granny Ferris. The carriage ride toward the territorial capital of Besanburg begins with bittersweet goodbyes to his wives and family
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Trivia:
- The specific ‘Linto’ trauma implies military or high-stress conditioning
- The Fee family is a local noble or wealthy household with failed business ventures
- The Monthly Market serves as the primary legal window for village administration
- Granny Ferris was filling a Mana-conductive Amber when Larry arrived
- The Daruma stove in the apothecary is a specific type of cast-iron heater
- Besanburg features a Royal Army fortress as its primary landmark
- The carriage axle makes a distinct screaming sound, indicating the harshness of winter trave
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Character Insight:
Larry is shifting from a passive recipient of circumstances to an active administrator, though he feels overwhelmed by the ‘harem’ obligations and physical exhaustion.
Larry feels a profound disillusionment with the ‘dignified’ adults of the village upon learning about their sexual promiscuity, labeling them as degenerates as he leaves.
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Glossary:
Notes:
• Getys – The Getys family, a once‑thriving Strock Village lineage that arrived after the original four families, now bears the name carried by Alisa and Monica; its members — Hardy and his late brother Denis — were known for their rugged, weather‑worn appearance and a heritage of combat and trade. Plagued by disease and war, the clan has been drastically thinned, leaving its survival precarious, while the household is in transition after the death of its former masters.
• Yutia – A hunched, muscularly distorted maid with fever‑scarred skin hidden under tangled hair serves the Getys household, tending livestock—especially Carpaccio—with quiet loyalty. Isolated by Larry’s rise and intimidated by Hans, she bonds deeply with the horses, gave Larry a braided hair charm, eats at the manor but stays emotionally distant. A young Getys woman, afflicted by abnormal muscle tension, recently shared her first intimate moment with Larry.
• 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.
• Monica – Sun-tanned, slender, tomboyish fifteen-year-old widow and childhood friend of Larry, missing a front tooth, she lost her husband Denis at Vod Fortress and now raises her twin children while wet-nursing her infant niece Maria; observant, assertive in negotiations, and the household’s weary voice of reason, she manages domestic life with bitter authority, haunted by survival fears and Larry’s neglect—so much so she gave up her son—and offers the narrator early-filtered apple cider as a quiet, poignant farewell at the station.
• 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.
• Max – Uncle Klaus’s second son and Larry’s cousin.
• 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.
• Ed – A lanky refugee youth in simple farmer’s garb, Larry’s close friend and soon-to-be conscript, now a militia member training spear-walls; he witnessed the initial skirmish at Mauer Village as part of the group seeking safety in Strock Village, was an associate of Captain Bours, and participated in the ambush of the mercenaries—fiercely protective of Larry, remembered for his quiet resolve to survive the battlefield.
• Sandra – Tallest Getys maid, bronze‑haired to the shoulders, large chest shown by a wool sweater, bondservant forced into service at 14 by debt. She rebels against the protagonist, is subdued by Mana, and speaks directly with ironic flair. Helps plan the household’s agriculture and belongs to Larry’s inner circle.
• Lili – An older, slightly plump maid of the Getys household, with exceptionally large breasts, serves as a quiet bondservant handling most housework. She joins the family in inspecting new land and accompanies Monica to see the narrator off at Obernbach Station.
• Commander – A man leading the mercenary press-gang at the south gate.
• 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.
• 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.
• Niko – An elderly, dignified former slave and ex-head butcher, now the oldest male servant of the Getys household, he addresses Larry as “Young Master,” encourages his rite of passage, and follows him from the Fee family estate. He drives the carriage, shovels snow, prefers the stable loft near the animals, and possesses deep knowledge of the local landscape and sugar beet business, his loyalty unwavering as he aids the family’s transition with quiet wisdom and steadfast service.
• Larry – 14‑year‑old third son of Strock Village Head, reddish‑white skin, curly bronze hair, bronze eyes. Slave‑soldier in Militia Unit 303, Mage Lv 3, hosts a 40‑yr‑old Sage’s mind, fire magic, mana sensing. Married into Getys, manipulates mana for warmth, close with sister‑in‑law, preparing wedding with Monica & Teressa, suspected Fifth Sage.
• Fee – The Fee family — Larry, Hans, and Iffens — governs Strock Village; Larry’s surname changed to Fee Getys after marrying into another household, presenting a distinguished, unified presence.
• Alisa – A two-year-old girl who has been designated as Larry’s Primary Wife. She is shy, fearful of strangers, and hides behind her mother’s legs when greeted. A two-year-old girl who is designated as Larry’s Primary Wife. She is the niece of a rock salt merchant.
• Daniel – White‑haired dwarf with a thick mane, over 100 years old, migrated from Kiridal’s southern mines to Strock Village, where he runs a blacksmith shop opposite Granny Ferris. A jovial, blunt master of metalwork and carpentry, he also exterminates monsters, serves on the council, teaches that a strong grip fuels mana, and is famed for his trademark laugh and marimba at weddings, using glossy coal in his forge.
• Teressa – Blonde, short‑haired village head with a big chest, golden lashes and piercing blue eyes, wearing a wool jacket over a split‑button blouse. Widow of former head Iffens, mother of Lyrica & Maria, pregnant with Larry’s child, sister‑in‑law to Monica, close to Hans. Lived with the family >4 years, taught by Henrietta, shares Mana with Larry, steady yet vulnerable, motherly‑alluring, sharp‑mischievous. Also a young Fee‑family dream‑visitor who later appears in reality, once employed Nico as maid.
• Ferris – Granny Ferris, an ageless elf appearing as a woman in her early thirties, carries the revered Ferris family name—her lineage famed for medicine and golem-making—and once served as the first Commander of the Golem Battalion in the Kingdom of Schuberitz Army. She runs the village inn, wears provocative black one-piece dresses, plays the transverse flute, and speaks with blunt candor. A close associate of the Second Sage, she claims to know Larry’s grandfather and is the elderly woman Martin hopes to marry, blending ancient wisdom, arcane skill, and unyielding charm.
• Denis – A yeoman farmer who was killed alongside Iffens.
• Hardy – A young rock salt merchant of the Feller Trading Company. He is sharp, composed, and carries himself with a professional air that earns Johann’s respect.
• Alto – A toddler roughly one year old with limited speech, barely able to walk. He is the biological son of Monica and the late Denis Getys, currently being sent away to live with his uncle to ensure the continuity of the Getys lineage.
• Ursula – Ursula Ullman, 28, tall and dark‑haired, is the virgin former maid of Aunt Camilla and now Hans’s fiancée. Daughter of a northern‑coast man, she was a gifted child, joins him at breakfast, and prepares to become the new Village Head’s wife, a union strained by family intrigue.
• Grete – She is a small, stern‑looking woman with a prickly demeanor, serving as Uncle Klaus’s mistress and a highly capable clerk. Precise and efficient in her administrative work, she has taken refuge in the village to escape Aunt Camilla’s jealousy.
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