She Decided Not To Get Revenge

“Was there always this much work? I think I had a little more free time back in the day.”

The end of their work was 5 in the afternoon. 

Of course, it was not decided that that day was the first working day for the former prime minister and his aide.

“I don’t think this was a very humane work environment.” Miro exclaimed to himself.

In fact, they were not the only ones who couldn’t leave. Miro Rosway was aware that people were constantly coming in and out of the next room. 

Katlena’s immediate subordinates, who surprisingly consist of a high percentage of wizards, were unknowingly informing Miro of their whereabouts whenever they moved.

Miro has been appointed to the position of administrator, which should be interpreted as a hellish experience to work in. Miro splashed water on his face a few times.

Eventually, around 6 in the afternoon Miro collapsed on the assistant’s desk, exhausted. 

Shaurillin, who was looking at the document with a bright expression, grinned and answered sweetly.

“This is due to the fact that the administrative agency is in charge of minor tasks. It’s not a bad thing if administrative agencies take a closer look at it. It indicates that the current system is doing admirably. If you don’t miss not just a report of the general standard, but a specific partial description, the more sensitive the system is, the better it will be for people to live. It means we have a system in place, as well as standards, and that we can concentrate on having someone look over everything and improve.”

Shaurillin smiled and looked up at the tearful Miro.

“Let’s take a break, Miro. The administrator’s garden is lovely, so you should go for a walk. You must have worked three times as hard as I did.”

“That’s not true. Your job is more difficult.”

Miro quickly jumped up and sat, waving his hands.

“I can’t let you work alone. I’m your aide, assistant, and knight.”

“but my stamina is better than yours.”

Shaurillin, who smiled awkwardly, said it as if he were giving Miro a hard time on purpose.

“I can hold out for about a week without sleeping while wielding a sword as big as your height.”

“That’s because you can use gravity magic to lower the weight load on you by combining the three unique forces of gravity, wind, and lightning. I’m sure it has nothing to do with my mental exhaustion.”

“What about sleep? Good physical strength increases your resistance to mental fatigue.”

Then, the white fairy clapped his hands a couple of times.

“Okay, this is an order Miro. Don’t come back for the next 30 minutes.”

“How can you do this?”

“It’s an order.”

“…”

Miro eventually stood up silently, impressed by the firm response.  

However, Miro could not go on a walk in the garden. This was due to a couple of knocks on the luxurious door inside the room, which was carefully locked, before the Half Elf left. Miro swiftly approached and opened the door after a brief glance at Shaurillin.

“Your Highness, Duchess Agreta.”

“Relax and call me Katlena, Miro. I’m going to continue to work as your colleague in the same building, until when are we going to be so strict?”

Katlena entered Shaurillin’s office, gently responding. Then she looked at Shaurillin’s desk, which was full of nicely organized documents, and Miro’s desk, which was not even organized, as if it were an interior decoration. She muttered and let out a deep sigh.

“I knew this would happen. Now, two of you, rest until seven.”

“Even so, I was about to let Miro go for a walk. Did you hear that, Miro? The administrative minister agrees with me, so you…”

“I mean, sir, you should rest, too.” Katlena calmly recited in an authoritative and commanding voice.

“Of course, an elf’s physical strength will be better than humans, but if you sit all day, you’ll ruin Miro Rosway’s rest.”

It couldn’t be said any other way, to be honest. While Miro bowed his head in embarrassment, Shaurillin placed a stack of papers on the table as if he couldn’t help himself.

“However, if I rest now, the discharge time would be pushed out much farther. I feel bad for the people who are waiting for my approval; it appears that resting is difficult right now. I appreciate your suggestion, Katlena.”

“If you stay until after 5 p.m. and work overtime, we’re going to take an hour break in the evening; it’ll be more efficient, and there’s no guarantee that sitting next to each other all day will end before 9, so if you don’t force yourself to breathe and eat, the number of people dying of overwork will outnumber the number of new bureaucrats.”

“Oh, my.”

Unfortunately, however, with convincing words, Shaurillin eventually put down the documents and stood up.

“Miro, shall we eat?”

“Yes, please.”

“Let’s eat whatever you want.”

Shaurillin, who spoke as if he were soothing Miro, glanced behind Katlena and blinked his purple eyes.

“You’re not with Ms. Newtide today.”

“I have four secretaries. They take turns working at the administrative office, and on other days, they are devoted to holidays and “other tasks”. This is Lazian Minral.”

Even if he didn’t know what the “other tasks” were, Miro Rosway, who had been cut off in the middle of the back inquiry when Alves was killed, turned to Lazia Minral with a short distance and helpless eyes. Oh, he was a wizard too.

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Minral.”

“I look forward to your kind cooperation.”

Lazian Minral was a man with short white hair neatly tucked behind his forehead. He was dressed in a black and red uniform that matched Katlena’s clothing perfectly just like Merlin Newtide.

A tiny flame fluttered in Merlin’s eyelids, in contrast to the cold tone on his blue eyes. Unlike Merlin Newtide, who appeared to be more of a soldier than an aide, this side appeared to be an “assistant” in every way.

It means that he looked like a gatekeeper. The hands held while shaking hands were also definitely those who did not hold a sword. But the smell of magic was very special. 

Unlike the cool-headed appearance of producing narrow stereotypes, which seemed to necessarily use ice magic, the magic particles floating around him were generally noisy. 

He was a flame wizard.

The mysterious fire wizard under Katlena, who burned Alves without a trace in the middle of the city, quickly withdrew the hypothesis as he shook hands. 

The magic of Lazian Minral was not naturally expressed through the “mark”, nor through blood. His magic is manifested by physical phenomena.

 In other words, he is an artist who plays the role of the “amplifier” or the “trigger” that can draw terrifying flames from dust in the air, small sparks, and sparks of matches.

On a clear and dust-free day, this type is vulnerable to clear air, they can’t do anything when it rains, and they can’t utilize magic if the humidity rises a little even if it doesn’t rain. It’s like a hand that doesn’t even handle weapons, so it’s at peace in the sea but nearly worthless onshore throughout the spring and summer.

Feeling sorry for him, Miro hid his sincerity behind his awkward smile. It was a class that could not fully fulfill a single wizard’s share alone.

However, Katlena Agreta’s aide was different. 

Next to Katlena, Lazian Minral will undoubtedly act as a facilitator capable of generating more than three efficiencies in a single instant. 

With Katlena Agreta’s modest magic, the humidity around him can be blown away in an instant, and Lazian Minral’s magic can flawlessly back up Katlena Agreta’s magic. 

Lazian Minral can enhance the iconic black flames, even if Katlena Agreta does not put much effort into calling out the embers.

This indicates that by combining two forces, the effect can be multiplied, or even doubled. It was a skill that Katlena Agreta’s assistant deserved to have. As an assistant, he might have the best life. Similarly, Miro Rosway backs the only talent that Schaurillin lacks.

Miro approached Shaurillin, and sent a signal by stabbing his back with his fingertips. 

Shaurillin curled his eyelids and recommended it refreshingly when he learned that Lazian Minral was also a wizard.

“Katlena, did you eat? Will you join me? I owe you last time, so I’ll treat you today.”

“Thank you for the offer, but I’ll take this opportunity to make an appointment. It’s a shame that you can’t be with us. Have a good meal, Shaurillin.”

Shaurillin, who had responded slowly, opened the door with a smile casually.

“I see. But don’t miss it and make sure to eat. Let’s go, Miro.”

“Yes.”

Miro sighed with regret as they exited the administrator and entered a store that was nearest to the administrator and appeared to be easy for elf’s to eat.

“The administrator’s job is quite demanding. It’s not similar to the traditional administrative method, in my opinion. She advised us to eat and rest. Katlena seemed to be returning to work.”

“Yes, it’s probably an informal task.”

“What?”

Shaurillin smiled kindly and spoke again in his usual steady, slow, and finite manner when Miro doubted his ears and asked again.

“What is the appointment you need to attend during the break, rather than during regular business hours?”