Royal Year of Ambald 25, ♡ Month, ＃ Day
Today I officially received the [Saint] title at the Royal Castle in the Royal Capital — Rondism territory……
Nooo~! Don’t want it, don’t want it, don’t want it!!
I’d happily pay money to give it back.
[Saint] = Holder of a Saintly Heart, declared boldly by the King himself. From now on, the public’s eye will follow every move I make.
And this is my first public-stage debut. The various factors compound, making me arguably the most watched person in the capital.
So if I do something even slightly bad, they’ll catch on instantly! It’ll be the talk! Hostile factions will howl! I’ll be punished for deceiving the King and my life is over!
I don’t want this…… I just want to live freely — why do I have to bear this much pain……
I want to retire quietly with everyone…… that feeling grew today.
Royal Year of Ambald 25, ♡ Month, ☆ Day
Since being known as the [Saint], all kinds of letters arrive.
Two kinds especially.
One: marriage proposals from nobles. Mid-and-small-house nobles desperately trying to connect after this incident.
They’d ignored me as magicless — the moment they learned the King favors me, palms flip.
Who’d accept, you idiots! I have four bride candidates cuter than your daughters!
The other: We support you! letters from commoners.
This actually makes me happy. But the more I know they feel that way, the harder evil deeds become……!
Ties with Mashiro and the others grew deeper; receiving the bride-application letter from Alice — incredibly happy — has shrunk my harem ambition.
That said, future work is another matter.
Even with the Floné situation, I’m working this hard — so afterwards I deserve to live in utmost luxury.
With wrung-out money, I’ll live a happy married life with the four……!
The wind has shifted since that day, but one thing still troubles me beyond all of it.
The right arm aching even now, as I write this.
Royal Year of Ambald 25, ♡ Month, ★ Day
Retraction! Right-arm pain might be the best!
Because my right arm is disabled, Mashiro and the others spoil me — taking care of me!
Before, Alice was usually beside me — now it’s two-person shifts with the others…… and they’re in maid uniforms!
Not only that! Without me asking, they sleep beside me at night!
Aah~, best ever~! May this happy daily life continue forever~!
While I muttered the pain won’t subside — actually it doesn’t — Father brought along Sir Radius, head of one of the four ducal houses and the highest-ranking magic-user position in Rondism, State Mage.
Surely he’ll heal the pain. Goodbye to fun maid-party times.
That’s what I’d thought. The diagnosis: amputation of the right arm.
Royal Year of Ambald 25, ♡ Month, ✤ Day
In the human body, organs called mana circuits run through and carry mana.
Apparently, my previous fight overused those circuits, damaging them.
Mana circuits can be newly created by running mana, but once broken, they can’t be repaired. With my massive mana pool, my body wouldn’t survive making new ones.
Hence the right arm must be amputated and replaced with a prosthetic — that was Sir Radius’s opinion.
Alice’s dejection was the deepest. She felt the responsibility more than me.
But for me, it’s a medal of protecting them. Trading one arm for Alice as bride — cheap.
And a prosthetic could be stronger than human flesh.
So Alice, don’t try to cut your own arm too!
If you have time for that, please just hold me and let me bury my face in your chest!
Royal Year of Ambald 25, ♡ Month, ＊ Day
Persuading Alice, we headed — at Sir Radius’s recommendation — to the independent machine city, Enkalton.
Enkalton is famous for thriving magical implement crafting and unmatched technology.
True to its name, it belongs to no country. Noble power doesn’t apply there.
So my prosthetic will take time to complete.
Since time has been stuffy, this doubles as a refresher trip.
I’ve already invited Mashiro and the others to dates separately. Or — tried to. The four were stronger……
Asking for a date is that nerve-wracking…… polish all I want, my past life is virgin.
I’ll count not flubbing it as a win.
So what I’ll do now is plan Enkalton dates!
A time to make everyone enjoy themselves~!
Royal Year of Ambald 25, ♡ Month, ▼ Day
Arriving in Enkalton, I picked up a runaway girl.
Name: Yueli Lurdan.
Apparently she admires her father and wants to be a machine engineer in his workshop, but he won’t hire her.
Looking at her past works — her skill is solid.
…… Heh heh heh. A good catch?
A daughter wanting achievements to show up her father. Me, needing a high-quality prosthetic for combat ahead.
Interests aligned — she’ll be making my prosthetic.
Royal Year of Ambald 25, ♡ Month, ￥ Day
Prosthetic plans set, I enjoyed dates × 4 as promised.
Every day was meaningful; my heart’s at rest for the first time in a while.
Above all, that they enjoyed it too — that made me happy.
Making such memories also made me think.
Soon, I’ll be drawn into a fiercer battle than ever.
This isn’t a hunch — certainty. Approaching Floné’s identity, I’ll meet her without fail.
And I’ll win. To grasp a happy future with everyone.
…… When the time comes, with Mashiro, Karen, Reina, Alice…… supporting me, I’ll surely be strongest.
When you have things to protect, the heart grows strong.
I learned that through the days.
So before the battle, there’s something to tell them.
I — after this — will propose marriage to all four.