I Already Know My Magic Power Is Ridiculously High! Now I Just Need a Cute Wife... - Episode 54

Two weeks have passed since I killed Barbato.

I haven’t been to the Meridian Hall since then.

Since returning to this world, I noticed that a new door has been added deep within the door of my magical power.

Even now, if I concentrate my mind, I have a strong conviction that I can reach the Meridian Hall.

It seems that, regardless of the amount of magical power, it is not something that can be done multiple times in a day.

Shu shu shu, pon.

Even so, what a pity.

I had an intuitive feeling that Jill might be a delicate and beautiful girl, but I couldn’t take that final step.

Shu shu shu, pon.

Jill kept worrying about harmony, but she only kept saying ominous things, so in the end, her stance was still unclear.

It doesn’t seem to be hostile on its own, but then again, who knows?

Shall we go to the Meridian Hall again and gather some information?

If Jill is there, let’s finally ask for her contact information this time.

If possible, pretending to be a scarecrow and eavesdropping on the others might be a good idea.

Shu shu shu, pon.

I was repeatedly signing autographs for hours, just like at a signing event, and stamping impressions.

At this point, it’s at a level where I want to automate everything.

“Hey, I can’t seem to get through this mountain of paperwork at all.”

Lately, I’ve been complaining to Nicolette about not being able to rest at all.

“I’m very sorry. We are doing our best to manage the situation, but it seems that various interests are involved in the urban planning, and as a result, we find ourselves in a position where we must seek your judgment, esteemed representative.”

“That’s true too…”

Nicolette, with a slightly haggard expression, responds.

When I see my subordinates more exhausted than I am, I can’t help but feel a bit guilty.

“Somehow, it seems like it’s getting noisy outside.”

“Yes, it seems that the people sent here have begun to form a city. Among the Stardust, there is still no organized system like a commercial guild, and theft and violence are rampant, with numerous petitions being received.”

For now, we should probably start some public works projects or else we might have to worry about worsening public safety.

I’m just a bit tired, so my brain isn’t really working properly.

“I see, it’s good that the people are doing well.”

“……”

Bangwall Fortress has seen an increase in people coming and going.

There have been personnel changes with Ortenatris, envoys from other territories have been visiting, and the Stardusts have been coming on their own looking for work—it’s become so busy that even I can’t keep up with it all.

“Don’t make Geraldo worry too.”

“Ah, this is nothing to worry about. Bangwall is the land where the reign of our esteemed lord, the representative of the divine, began! Let’s create a magnificent city that does justice to the military exploits of our esteemed lord, the representative of the divine!”

“……”

Whose path to dominance is this?

I’m just the acting lord of this castle.

It seems that my father has decided to turn Bangwall Fort into a fortified city.

Ortenatris is now experiencing an unprecedented economic boom, but there are many people coming from outside, leading to a chronic surplus of labor.

If we were to calculate the full unemployment rate, it would probably yield a staggering figure.

So it seems that my father thought of assigning the surplus personnel here.

However, the information spread faster than expected, and those who jumped the gun ended up gathering.

“Well, until things settle down, we’ll just have to rely on everyone to do their best.”

“Hahaha, leave it to me! Everyone, we’ll follow Minishiro-sama to the ends of the earth!”

Geraldo says this, but there are still many young people who are not well-versed in urban planning.

It seems like everyone is struggling to get their work done.

At this rate, it will end up like a black company from a past life.

As soon as possible, we will have to send personnel from the management side to my father.

Or, it might be a good idea to withdraw from the gathered crowd.

I heard that some people with their own issues are gathering too.

“……Still, that big mountain really moved.”

For now, since I’ve wrapped up my work, I talk to Geraldo.

The story is about the plans that have been progressing behind the scenes, under the radar, in urban planning, possibly coming to fruition.

“Yeah, I never would have imagined that Naia would come forward with a ceasefire proposal.”

The first letter sent at lightning speed by Princess Luna of Naia.

In short, the content was about wanting to meet and talk.

It seems that the next generation protector of the Ortenos family, which I am, was greatly shocked by the fact that I killed my brother Barbato and took control of Bangwall Fortress.

The letter expresses the girl’s heartfelt wish that the mutual hatred between Ortenos and Naia, which has continued to the great-grandchildren’s generation like mine and Luna’s, is also shared by Shalka-kun.

“That letter from Luna, it’s a matter of who is saying what, but does what Luna, who has no experience in war, say have any significance?”

“No, it has no meaning at all. The words of the followers of Naia are like garbage, as if they were mistaken for being benevolent, and hearing such superficial words makes me want to vomit. Lord Minishiro, you must never take them seriously.”

In this way, Naia is so despised in Ortenos that the word “trash” comes to mind when mentioned by Geraldo.

In the war six years ago, both sides suffered many casualties, and it has become a wound that will never heal.

As Geraldo said, it would be too late to cover it up now.

However, it is also true that politics does not move solely by emotions.

“Ah, it seems that Father is moving forward with accepting this offer. What do you think about Father’s decision, Geraldo?”

If asked whether the letter with Luna was decisive, it probably wasn’t, but it seems that my father was already considering a ceasefire.

There was probably some kind of exchange between Lord Hoshiros and Queen Naia.

I was just curious about what my subordinates thought of this.

“Though it may be presumptuous of me, I believe it is a reasonable choice…”

Appropriate… maybe?

It is never a joyful thing.

Perhaps it is emotionally difficult to accept, but it was said from a rational standpoint.

“Father seems to be quite angry with the West for interfering in the recent battle. Moreover, he also seemed to be thoroughly fed up with the defenders of Ranecki who withdrew from Ortenos to protect their own territory.”

“Hmm… Perhaps the lord intends to apply pressure on the western side.”

“Apply pressure?”

The western side refers to the other territories located to the west of the Ortenos region.

The royal family, who are strangling us with diplomatic means, and the Dalbony, who are physically obstructing us, are naturally seen as virtual enemies in Father’s eyes.

Ranecki also has a big face, but he doesn’t come through when it really matters.

“Yes, we still don’t know if they will actually choose a ceasefire. However, by making the talks happen, they aim to show a resolute stance towards the West and Ranecki.”

“I see. If Ortenos were to divert the resources they were allocating to the war towards domestic affairs, they would become even stronger. Is the hint of a ceasefire a warning to the West?”

For the West, it is more convenient if Ortenos and Naia are at war.

Even so, Ortenos has a grandfather who is feared as a war god.

They probably want to avoid having those eyes directed at them.

“Yes, since you yourself have expressed your intention to participate in the ceasefire negotiations, we can see how serious you are about this.”

“……Everyone will probably criticize Father for being weak.”

“…probably”

I can’t tell what Geraldo really thinks.

Since we are trying to conclude a ceasefire agreement with our long-time enemy with whom we have been fighting for decades, everyone must feel a deep sense of reluctance.

However, personally, I want to respect my father’s views.

It is probably a conclusion drawn from a profound thought that I could never reach.

Because that’s what family is all about—believing in and supporting each other.