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As soon as Vanessa saw Giselle, she started crying again.

"I'm sorry. Ugh. I destroyed the building, blew up a bunch of runestones, and caused a lot of damage to the territory… … . Ugh."

"It's okay, it's okay. That could happen. No one got hurt, so it's really okay. Hahahaha."

Jiselle still smiled pleasantly. Now that there is a 6th circle wizard in the territory, is that building really that important?

Even if you build hundreds of buildings like this to recruit a 6th circle wizard, it won't be enough.

People with that level of skill couldn't be tempted with money alone.

As expected, his eyes were not wrong in thinking that he was the greatest talent in the history of the Red Flame Tower.

"Oh, no. Yeongji is poor and has no money, so everyone is having a hard time… … . I should save every penny to help Yeongji… … . From now on, I'll only eat one meal a day… … . Oh, sob."

As Vanessa continued speaking, Giselle's smile became fainter.

"No, it's not that poor anymore."

"I'll work hard at doing laundry for the rest of my life and definitely pay you back. Sob… ."

"No, it'll be more of a loss if you do the laundry."

It was a fair argument, but to her, it sounded like nothing more than, 'If you do the laundry, the laundry will get ruined.'

"I see. Someone like me deserves to die. Please kill me. Ugh."

Giselle sighed. Vanessa was fine, but her low self-esteem and timidity were the problem.

Maybe it's because I've been ignored and have had a hard life, but I'm very sensitive to even small mistakes?

If she had a personality like Belinda, she would have acted proudly and said, 'I'm in the 6th circle, what's the big deal about this building! Just give me more money!'

Well… … . This time, if he had been working as a handyman like before, the damage he incurred would have been so great that he would have never been able to repay it even if he worked his whole life, so I could understand why he was reacting this way.

Jiselle picked her up as she kept repeating that she was sorry while crying and snotting her nose.

"I'm telling you, it's really okay. It's amazing that you've already reached the 6th Circle. That's even more helpful to me. I'll build you a new lab, so don't worry about money and just focus on your training. That's the most important thing. Got it?"

"Oh my, my lord!"

Vanessa shed tears of emotion at the compliment delivered in a soft voice and buried her face in Giselle's chest.

Giselle, who had been patting her shoulder a few times, pulled away slightly and glanced at her.

The black soot on his pale face, which had not seen the sunlight for some time, stood out.

Her clothes were stained here and there, and it was obvious that she had been locked in a corner of her room, absorbed in her studies and training.

Feeling as if she could smell something musty, Giselle forced a smile and patted Vanessa on the shoulder.

"… … Training is good, but now that I've reached the 6th circle, I'll wash up and go for a walk."

"Yes, yes, yep!"

Only then did Vanessa realize what she had seen and she backed away in embarrassment.

Jiselle looked back at Lowell and said.

"Let's build a new, more sturdy and spacious laboratory. Also, prepare a dummy to use magic on in the large open space."

"Okay. This place is a good place to start, so here again… … ."

Then Giselle put her arm around Lowell's shoulder and whispered.

"Build it far, far away. Farther away from the castle, somewhere safe and free of people. You know what I mean?"

"...yes."

Only after hearing Lowell's confirmation did Jiselle look around at the others and say

"Let's keep the fact that Vanessa is a 6th Circle a secret for the time being. It won't do any good if rumors spread."

Everyone nodded, dumbfounded.

No matter how talented you are, you've already reached the level of the 6th circle.

The people around her were surprised, but they had no choice but to agree with Jiselle's words.

Since the people of Yeongji were all far away and could not hear the conversation properly, keeping it a secret was not difficult.

'This really needs to be kept a secret.'

'There's a 6th circle magician that the great lords can lead.'

'It's a powerful card that others don't know about!'

A 6th circle magician is extremely rare. There are countless people who devote their entire lives to magic and die without even reaching the 5th circle, let alone the 6th circle.

Once you reach the top, you will naturally become the exclusive wizard of the great lords, and you can even surpass the position of the tower lord.

Although Vanessa is a half-baked 6th circle with little magic power, she can be used to her advantage.

Those who try to pick a fight without knowing it will probably get a sudden, powerful blow.

While people were silencing their mouths and organizing things, Alfoy and the wizards came running out of breath.

"There's a fire? What happened to the fire? Did some other magic get cast?"

Giselle smiled and waved at Alpoy, who was acting excited.

"Hey, Alpoy, it's been a while. How have you been doing?"

"Uh… … . Your Majesty, have you arrived… … ."

As Alfoy dodged, sweat dripping down his face, Giselle asked Lowell.

"Are the tasks you asked the wizards to do going well?"

Lowell glanced at the wizards and began to taunt them.

"Ahem, the speed is getting slower and slower, so I can't keep to the schedule."

"okay?"

Alfoy waved his hands frantically and shouted.

"No! I worked hard! I just felt a little unwell!"

"It's okay. When people are tired, they can take a break."

"Huh… …? Really?"

Jiselle nodded with a kind smile as if to say that everything was fine.

"You just have to work harder than you've rested. There's still a lot of work to do."

Alpoy's spine suddenly felt chilled by the uneasy feeling that was suddenly rising. Wasn't that lord the type of person who would just let things go like this?

Also, the statement that there is a lot of work to be done is very suspicious.

Are you saying that there is something else you want me to do besides the construction you are doing now?

Jiselle looked at the anxious wizards and snickered.

"Be prepared, everyone."

* * *

Before returning to the castle, Jiselle first visited the mercenary camp.

"Your Highness, you have returned!"

Randolph, who was training mercenaries, welcomed Giselle with great delight.

Fergus stood beside him with a welcoming smile.

"Haha, Young Master. Did you have a nice trip?"

Jiselle answered in surprise.

"No, I told you to rest comfortably in Fenris Estate. Why did you come all the way to the garrison?"

"I was helping the Knight Commander."

Fergus, who had been recuperating in Ferdium due to health problems, accompanied Randolph to the Fenris estate.

Although he could not participate in the training himself due to his lack of physical strength, he used his wisdom appropriate for his age to provide considerable help in the training of the mercenaries.

Jiselle shook her head and said worriedly.

"Still, rest for the time being. I told you several times that it's not easy to come back to life if you die."

"Haha, it's okay. I've improved a lot thanks to you, Master."

Thanks to Giselle frequently stopping by Ferdium to give him medicine, Fergus's health had improved a lot compared to his previous life.

But it hasn't reached Giselle's castle yet.

'I wish I could rest more.'

Although Giselle tried to persuade him several times, the old knight would not give in easily. Giselle sighed and gave Randolph a belated greeting.

"How have you been?"

"How are you! These idiots are not human."

Randolph began to curse as soon as Giselle finished speaking. His face was dark and dead.

I was used to dealing only with disciplined soldiers and knights, so taking on mercenaries was a real pain.

Mercenaries were not only disobedient, but many lacked basic common sense.

They were born bad guys who followed Giselle because she was in control.

Even though I had tactical training, I couldn't do anything other than the charge that Jiselle had trained me to do.

"How on earth did you fight a war with these guys?"

"Why? Are there many problems?"

"It's not that many! They're just guys who don't even have the bare minimum of military discipline!"

The most important thing in the military is to follow the orders of your superiors. It is a soldier's virtue to move as one to achieve a goal.

But the mercenaries were all acting as they pleased, insisting that what they knew was right. They thought that the fact that they had survived until now was proof that they were right.

"I've somehow managed to cram in the basic knowledge that's absolutely necessary, but I can't do any more. Ah, I really want to kill them all."

Randolph shook his head, pressing his forehead as if he had a headache.

Before he could finish his complaint, mercenaries came out in droves to welcome Jiselle.

"I'm alive! The lord has come!"

"Oh, I was bored!"

When I looked closely, I saw bruises all over his body.

This was the result of Randolph scolding him and teaching him because he was not listening to him.

"Anyway, I've pretty much covered what you said, so I'll go back now."

Randolph gritted his teeth and insisted that he would return quickly.

Jiselle nodded with a little regret.

'Hey, I was going to ask you to take charge of it a little longer since I already took on the job… … . I guess I'll have to take care of everything from now on.'

However, I checked and found that they had taught basic etiquette and minimal military knowledge.

The basic training of the newly recruited soldiers was not bad either.

To be honest, at this point, it was true that Randolph had already taken care of the most annoying parts.

"Anyway, thank you for your hard work. I will make sure that you are not disappointed in the reward."

Randolph responded to Giselle's words with some pride.

"I even taught a little bit to those who couldn't read."

Although Fergus had taught the writing, Randolph had no qualms about speaking as if he had taught it himself. After all, it was Randolph's job to allocate teaching time, so it wasn't entirely wrong.

"That's good. At least you should be able to read and write."

Giselle had caught Randolph and urged him to teach the mercenaries how to read and write.

Even soldiers who follow orders must at least know how to read and write in order to carry out broader operations.

There was also a promise made in the past to teach illiterate mercenaries how to read and write.

Among the mercenaries who came out, 'Pee-pee Gordon' proudly said.

"I can write and read well now!"

For Gordon, who had always been illiterate and had lost out on contracts, this was something to be proud of.

"Oh, really? Congratulations. Can you read the contract by yourself now?"

When Giselle asked with a smile, Gordon took a small book out of his pocket and shook it.

"Of course! Now I am writing my own piece here!"

"Really? Are you writing a novel? I'm curious about the content. Can you show me?"

When I asked Gordon how well he had learned the text, he shook his head.

"No, no one will show this."

"Okay, then."

Jiselle answered nonchalantly, but the mercenary next to Gordon did not.

"No, what on earth is that? The Lord is curious, so let's take a look. What are you secretly writing every day?"

"Oh, okay. I won't show you."

"Let me see."

The mercenary next to him grabbed Gordon's arm and tried to take the book away.

Of course, Gordon, who was full of muscle, wouldn't be easily taken away.

As the two began to argue, some mercenaries intervened, perhaps because they found it amusing.

"Lady! Let go! You're all going to die!"

Even the strong Gordon could not hold out any longer when five or six people clung to him.

I struggled to keep it from being seen, but I was on the verge of having it stolen.

"Eww!"

Gordon screamed and flailed his arms wildly, dropping the book.

Bam.

Coincidentally, the place where the book fell was right in front of Giselle's nose.

Jiselle, curious, picked up the book and opened it to any page.

[Weather for April 2nd]

Today, too, Commander Randolph keeps nagging me to work and bow down. His dementia in private life is really serious.

My skills are on par with yours, but if you keep nagging me, I really can't do it anymore.

The cold weather has come and it's cold, but he keeps rubbing his eyes and getting angry at me for doing something.

He learned how to rape watermelons somewhere and keeps trying to teach them something. As expected, he is not a person who is good to be a teacher.

My funeral wish is that you become a great knight, but not a person with such a boring personality… … .

That's the end of today's diary.

widely.

Jiselle immediately closed the book and closed her eyes.

I couldn't keep reading other people's diaries.

Whether it is an invasion of privacy or dementia of privacy, it is an action that falls under that category.

'But I did study, though.'

It seemed like there were serious spelling problems, but where did you get to read and write to this extent?

Good is good, and compared to the previous state, this is still great.

While I was lost in a strange sentiment, Gordon, who had been beating up the mercenaries without warning, came rushing towards me.

"Give it back!"

"Oh, yeah… … . Here."

Jiselle handed over the diary obediently.

"Did you read it?"

"...no."

"You read it! Where is the point of reading someone else's diary!"

"...sorry."

Gordon, still with a sad look on his face, quickly put the diary back in his pocket.

Randolph glanced at him from time to time, as if he was worried because he had written so many curses.

The sight was both funny and pitiful, so Jiselle pretended not to see him and turned away.

If Gordon is that good, then there's no need to check the rest.

"Let's check other places too."

Lowell, who was the temporary manager, took the lead and guided us around the estate.

The number of houses and infrastructure for the residents to reside in has clearly increased.

There were still many buildings that were not yet finished, but I had to get used to it because land development is not something that can be completed in a short period of time.

"Okay, let's go back to the castle and discuss the construction plans again. Now, let's go to the most important place."

At Jiselle's words, the group left the outer wall again.

Lowell, who was running at the forefront, spoke with a moved expression when he reached his destination.

"It really happened… … just as you said."

Jiselle's close associates, who had been away for a while, let out exclamations of admiration without realizing it when they saw the sight before their eyes.

"Wow, wow… … This is no joke?"

"I expected it… … but to this extent… … ."

"I can't believe it even if I see it with my own eyes."

Everyone rubbed their eyes to double-check that what they were seeing was real.

Overflowing golden waves.

The whole land was filled with huge wheat plants that were taller than a person and so huge that it was hard to imagine.