Kubei was just an ordinary pencil and button pusher working a day job, hating his boss and making horrible speeches when one day he fell asleep after pushing an all-nighter. When he woke up, he was bound to a chair, facing three creepy robed women and in a body way too young and way too weak to be his own. As he slowly came to, he realized that he was no longer in the same universe as he was before. He had teleported to the Kingdom of Helius, where an all-powerful church rules its lands and wages war against the elusive group known only as Mages. Armed with an incredibly cocky neural interface that just won’t shut up and his own sheer wit, our MC will find himself not just fighting to survive, but maybe even something bigger than himself.
"Of course."
General Stuart patted Benjamin’s shoulder heavily as he laughed, "I heard what you did in Carretas a week ago. An Academy of Magic, what exciting news!"
"....."
Benjamin felt very out of place amidst the forced friendliness. He remembered how the General sat on the throne and complimented him the last time they met, pride colouring his voice. He then used a slightly threatening voice to invite Benjamin to join his side. Now, he seemed to be flattering him too much.
What had caused the difference?
Forget it…. No matter what it is, Benjamin had no plans to intervene. He just wanted to do what he was tasked to do.
As his thoughts finished trailing, he opened his mouth and asked, "If that’s the case, you wouldn’t be against a publicity campaign in Ferelden, right?"
"Uh, about that." The General behaved strangely. "What would happen to the mages who graduate in your Academy of Magic?"