Civil Servant in a Romance Fantasy

491 – The sun is hot, the sky is high, and the vegetation is green – 4

The Crasius Logistics Center is out of service.

Fortunately, it did not close due to operational failure, and after changing staff, it was able to store all the gifts that came from all over the continent. It was a successful ending, but I don’t want to go through it again. I hope that such disasters will not occur in the future.

“Everyone has worked hard. While you were busy with the Magic Tower, you helped my wife and I with our personal affairs, so I guess I should repay you.”

So, in front of the somewhat haggard wizards, they gave out courtesy words and rewards. To be honest, the gifts they sent are quite a bit, so it seems like they are self-employed, but if you use high-quality human resources for free, there is bound to be backlash. ‘The Minister of Inspector General believes in the tower owner’s power and treats magicians roughly.’ Same thing. It’s a pain when public opinion like that arises among wizards.

Of course, not me, but the wizards. If Trixie hears that public opinion, wouldn’t there be a generational change craze in the wizarding society? The problem may be that it is forced rather than voluntary generational change.

“No, Your Excellency. The Tower Lord’s marriage is no different from the magician’s auspicious occasion. He contributed his hand, however insufficiently, to that auspicious occasion, so how will he receive a reward?”

When I handed out the bag containing the silver coins, the representative wizard waved his hand and showed a polite attitude.

Yes, this is exactly the reaction I wanted. If the husband of the respected tower owner treats them poorly, they are bound to be dissatisfied, but if they give them a fair price, they have no choice but to bow their heads first.

“It is a law to treat guests who attend a wedding with a meal, so does it make sense to send away empty-handed those who lent a helping hand? If you truly care about the owner of the pagoda, do not feel burdened and accept it.”

So, I ignored the wizard’s specifications and picked his pocket. This wizard must have done this as a courtesy.

“Then I will gratefully accept it.”

Of course, there were no specifications twice.

The pride of helping the respected tower owner and the actual reward were placed in her hands, but it would be even more strange if she refused.

My work was done, but Trixie was still busy.

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“Are you still using it?”

“I have no choice since I have to write as many as the number of wizard groups on the continent. For smaller groups, there is no need to send responses one by one as they are sent under a common name.”

I looked at Trixie, who was smiling but moving her hands without stopping, and carefully sat down on the chair across from me.

If you receive a gift, it is reasonable to at least reply and say that you received it well. Trixie, the elder and master of the magic world, cannot remain silent as even the government officials who accept bribes have to answer to those who bribed them.

Thankfully, while I was working as the general manager of the logistics center, Trixie was writing a reply herself. To all the wizard groups who sent wedding congratulatory gifts.

“Everyone will be happy. If it’s Ma Jong-gong’s handwriting, it’s worthy of being treasured.”

“hehehe, it’s embarrassing to hear something like that. You’re supposed to repay a gift with a letter.”

I burst out laughing at those words. The value of a letter also varies depending on whose letter it is.

“That’s why I wrote small pieces of advice in each letter.”

?

The words were so unexpected that the hand that was pouring tea into the teacup stopped.

A little advice in each letter? Advice from none other than King Ma Jong?

‘It’s small, right?’

I stared at the letters Trixie had written without realizing it.

Obviously, in addition to simple thank you notes, there were also unknown formulas and shapes written on them. Looking closely, the greeting ended in 2 or 3 lines, and the remaining spaces were all like that.

“You can roughly tell what research is being done by looking at the name of the organization or the gifts sent. Wouldn’t it be a good way to express your sincerity if you write down your personal opinion or experience about the research?”

“That…”

I tried to answer something, but I closed my mouth.

‘It’s a treasure.’

It was said as a joke earlier, but the joke became reality. Those letters are truly a treasure.

Wizards are those who feel honored just by seeing Trixie or receiving a little lesson from her. But beyond the level of small teaching, do you receive advice on the field you have devoted your life to researching? It’s no wonder if you shed tears of emotion and faint on the spot.

‘Bible hand-signed by the Pope.’

The analogy is a little strange, but I guess it’s roughly how it feels to receive something like that. Or not.

“That’s right.”

Putting aside my slightly confused feelings, I continued speaking naturally. It seems like a grace that goes beyond the level of expression of one’s s*xuality, but let’s move on.

“But what are those letters?”

And then I quietly changed the subject.

In addition to the letter Trixie had finished writing, there were other letters on the desk. Like other letters, they included a thank you note, but did not include Trixie’s ‘little advice’.

Do those organizations have no specific research topic? No, that can’t be true. A group without a research topic is just a social gathering.

“Ah, these kids.”

Trixie turned her head to follow my gaze and gently nodded.

“We selected children who had great ideas and passion, but whose direction was a little off. I thought it would be better to write separate papers for these children and send them to us.”

“…….”

I fell silent again as I saw Trixie saying something unconventional with a calm face.

If I hear news of a group that has achieved innovation soon, I will think it is you…

***

I smiled slightly as I looked at Karl drinking tea with a puzzled expression.

I know too. There is no need to write advice in a reply that is sufficient to simply say thank you, and there is no need to go beyond advice and create a thesis. Magical achievements are something you get after struggling and exploring on your own, not something someone gives you unilaterally.

But strangely, my hands moved randomly. It returned the attention of children who were wandering without seeing the crucial card and corrected the steps of children who had lost their direction.

This is a strange thing. Nothing like this has happened in over 100 years.

‘I didn’t know about knives back then, so is it natural?’

The previous 100 years were 100 years of living alone. It was 100 years of not being able to open up to anyone or receive love from anyone. That may be why I treat others so calmly.

But now I am being loved and loving. You may become more relaxed, learn warmth, and act differently than before.

‘Thanks to you, the magic world will develop.’

I almost burst out laughing. I have changed thanks to you, so if the magic world makes progress, it will also be thanks to you.

‘I didn’t know it would end up like this.’

It’s surprising even when you think about it. When I first saw Carl, I had no idea that I would fall in love with him.

I was just curious because he was said to be a strong man who defeated the emperor who threatened the empire, because Jeon Seung-gong praised and cherished him so much, and because he said that the wizards who participated in the war had an extraordinary level of resilience. She was a unique child, so she just thought that if she did research with that child’s blood, she would get good results.

It was just a meeting. I thought that the knife was also a passing relationship in my long, long life.

“Your Excellency. If you don’t mind, may I ask you one thing?”

“Speak.”

“For what research is my blood being used?”

And when asked to provide blood, Carl said so.

“We are trying to create a new potion based on your recovery power. I am not sure, but if the research is completed successfully, we will end up with a product that far surpasses the existing performance.”

“I see.”

As a wizard and researcher, it is natural to tell the truth to experiment collaborators. When I spoke without hiding anything, Carl nodded his head calmly.

“I guess I can help save someone’s life instead of killing them.”

With a somewhat bitter expression.

It was an unexpected reaction. Those who cooperated with my research expressed interest in something in return, excitement at being connected to me, or simply joy at being able to help me. The sword simply ceremonially confirmed the price of blood, and there was no indication of any number of cases.

Maybe that’s why I developed a slight interest. No matter how much experience he had in the war, he was not even 20 years old—and this was not the appearance of a child who would have lived an enviable life as an heir to the Empire.

That’s how I learned about what Carl experienced in the war. He lost the people he considered family in the war and found out that he came back alive alone.

It was sad at first. I also lost my parents when I was about 20 years old. Even though you may not have the same parents and close friends, there is no difference in the shock of losing someone precious to you.

After that, I was proud. When I was that age, I didn’t cry and make a fuss, but I felt like a wreck because I couldn’t forget the people who suddenly left, but Carl didn’t show any signs of wavering and just kept going. As the new head of the Inspection Department, he completely wiped out the Second Prince faction.

‘I may have had it in my mind since then.’

You faced similar choices as me, but chose a different direction. Unlike me, who closed my heart and distanced myself from others, you willingly moved forward with others.

Nevertheless, you stayed in the grave for a long time, unable to forget your old relationship.

‘When I thought positively, I only saw good things.’

I put my hand to the corner of my mouth to cover the corners of my mouth that were rising without me realizing it. It was the first time I was interested in someone, and the first time I looked at someone favorably.

Is that why? I wanted to see Carl at least once more, and talk to him at least once more. I developed a fondness for knives on my own.

At some point, I realized that the feeling was not just a simple crush, but I restrained myself by remembering the difference between race and lifespan. I suppressed it as I remembered what happened to my parents.

However, miraculously, a means was created to overcome the difference.

‘And it happened like this.’

Of course, it is unknown whether Karl will choose miraculous means. I might end up like my mother.

But it’s okay. Just as my mother was worried about me being left alone but did not regret loving her father, I also do not regret meeting Karl.

“Trixie, the ink is bleeding.”

“Ah.”

I hurriedly lowered my head at the sound of Karl’s voice. Before he knew it, his hand stopped and the pen tip was pressing in the same spot.

“I guess I’ll have to write this again.”

“I’m glad it’s a letter I haven’t written in a while.”

I smiled again at those words.

I just smiled.