It had been three hundred years since my last incarnation in Galveer.

　The country's name had changed, the economy and distribution had changed, and technology had changed.
　Magic technology in particular seemed to have regressed.
　Normally, technology would be honed and evolved over time.
　So why did it degenerate?
　There's a good reason for this.

　It's because there had been no large-scale wars for 300 years, and the world had been peaceful.

　In the past, humans had been at war with the demon race for a long time.
　Fighting for your life produces tragedy, but it also dramatically improves technology.
　Insane magicians and professional magic users, known as [artisans], have emerged and are now creating highly accurate things that are difficult to achieve - that's war.

　In war, a handful of geniuses are very important.
　But in a world of peace, they get in the way.
　This is how the [artisans] are weeded out, and their skills are not passed down, and they disappear into the darkness of history.
　That's also war.

　The technological degeneration must have occurred because I destroyed the demon race.

　However, I don't feel responsible for it.
　I'm just going to let you do what you want with me.

　I holed up in my study in the mansion and flipped through the pages of my history book.

　Oh.....
　Come to think of it, there's something more unusual.

　Characters.
　He could read them now, but at first he had no idea.
　Apparently, Lacelle wasn't very good at studying.
　There's almost no textual information in the memory section either.

　Activate the 【Translation (Elementary)】 of 【Scholars (Professor).
　I was able to instantly decipher the letters the worm had smothered.
　Furthermore, I activate 【Speedy Reading】 and in just a short time, the current situation of Galveer is drummed into my mind.

　I close the book with a flutter.
　I got down from the chair in the study where I was sitting.

　The classroom study is over.
　It's time to move your body.
　Gathering information is important, but it's also important to exercise our bodies.

'Isn't this Lacelle?'

　As I left the study, I ran into my father, Luxol.
　My body stiffens involuntarily.
　Physically and socially, Luxor is my father.
　But I'm not used to it.
　He may have been my child for six years, but I was only born yesterday.
　The word "father" didn't ring a bell.

　Besides, Luxor is a very well-built man.

　He used to be a knight and was quite active in the past.
　Thanks to that, I've been able to live my life without having to worry about the food I'm going to eat tomorrow.

　Luxor continued to stay in shape, even now that he was retired.
　Even in the house, he was clean-shaven, hair trimmed and neat.
　No, he was more than clean, he had an air of mastery about him.

'What's the matter, Lacelle?　You look so scared.

No, no, it's nothing. No, it's just that I was reading a difficult book.

'It's good that you're eager to learn. But I used to hate you. It's as if you've changed.

What?

Yeah?

Nope. It's nothing.

　Oh. You startled me.....
　I guess he meant to say it as a joke, but when Luxor said it, I had a hunch that he actually noticed me.

　I'm sure it would have shown on his face.

　I'll be more careful in the future.

By the way, Lasell, I've heard that you're the one who beat up Bornga. I heard you beat up Bornga.

　Wha--!　So it's already spread!

Uh, yeah...

　I make a slightly embarrassed face.
　I looked away from Luxor.

　I didn't expect that.
　I didn't think it had reached my father's ears already.
　This area is far from the royal capital.
　It's a small fiefdom with only a dozen or so houses.

　This is the countryside, huh?

　Then Luxor patted me on the head.
　I thought he would be angry with me, but my father praised him.

'You don't have to look at me like that. Violence is not honored, but as a father, you have a nose for it. You, a [villager], fought a [warrior] child and won.

..........

''I was still worried about this. You were born as a [villager] despite being the son of a nobleman. I wondered if I would have to live with the finger pointing back at me for the rest of my life. But it seems my fears were unfounded.

Don't worry, Father. I'll be strong.

Haha..... You're a lucky guy.

　My dad stroked my head until my hair was mussed.

　It feels a little weird.
　I've been through numerous incarnations, but I've never had anyone I could call my parents.
　A father - or is that what family is all about?

'Alright. Well, let's get on the road, shall we?

Out?　Where are you going?

　I searched Lacelle's memory, but there was no such plan anywhere.

　Then Luxor held out the hoe he'd been holding in his hand all along to me.

'Of course, it's our field,'

　Luxor gave an insanely nice smile back to his son.


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　The Stark family is a noble family with a baronetcy.
　They have a small fiefdom, but no vassals.
　There are about 50 people in about 10 houses.
　That's all the Stark territory.
　In a manner of speaking, the Stark family was a position like the village chief of the village.

　That's why they went out to the fields with the peasants every morning to tend to the sheep and sometimes even go hunting.
　Luxor continued to live a life that was almost unaristocratic.

　Oh dear.....
　I thought that being the son of a nobleman would be reasonably easy, but it seems that I was wrong.

　However, farm work is not surprisingly not bad.
　It's a good way to train your body.
　If you think of it as a part of muscle strengthening, it's not hard.

　So - with a light heart, I decided to help with the farm work.

　Zach.........

　I went to the arable land taught by Luxor and immediately thrust the hoe into the ground.
　However, only a very small amount of it stuck in the ground.
　Is the quality of the soil bad?
　The surface was as hard as iron.
　He stuck the hoe into the ground again and again, and finally managed to dig it out.

　Whew. It's hard work," he said.

A nobleman's son helps out in the fields.
Hey, hey. Are you sure you're ready for this kind of negativity?
Hey, hey. You ain't been plowing at all.
'Well.......... Umm.......... Bah, you idiot!

　The kids gathered around and pointed at me.
　They giggled, deliberately, giggling.
　They are the Bornga cronies from yesterday.
　I don't think he's here, but I guess he's just trying to get back at me for yesterday.

　If you look closely, you can see that there are some pebbles in the mix.
　There were also trampled marks on the ground.
　The footprints of a child.

　It was obvious who had done it.

　It was obvious who had done it.
　They'd already forgotten the warning from yesterday.

　We need to scare them a bit more.

　I'm going to use [muscle mass enhancement] just like yesterday.
　He used magic to raise his physical abilities to the bottom of his body.
　Furthermore, he activates the magic of [Blacksmith (Blacksmith)].

　[Sharpening]

　It's a spell that makes the weapon sharper.
　He poured it on the tip of the hoe.
　The tip of the tarnished blade gleamed like the fangs of a beast.

　He swung the hoe up to the great top step.
　The imposing posture of a nobleman's son.
　The gallery gasped.

　Swinging down with all his might.

　Dogaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!

　For some reason, a sound like an explosion echoed through Stark territory.
　The hard soil rolled up at once.
　It flew up like the plume of a volcano.
　After a while, the soil and pebbles fell together.

''Keho!　Kekko-kekko!

　I looked around, mumbling in the dust.
　I looked around and saw that the fields had been transformed.
　It looked like a crater that had been hit by a meteorite.

　Sheesh!

　It seems that I made a mistake in controlling my magic power.
　Of 【Strengthening Muscle Mass and Sharpening】 and 【Sharpening】, the magic power was tilted towards the former.
　I released it all at once, and thanks to that, my magic power was wiped out.

　This is the first time I've activated the magic of different professions at the same time after becoming this body.
　It's not a problem if it's the same strain, but using two different strains of magic seems to be a different thing.
　Muscle power, and the simultaneous activation and control of two strains.
　Surprisingly, field work is deep........

　OK!
　I need to train more, get it into my body.

　I squeezed my fists together.
　I've got to get back into it now.

'Yeah?'

　I look at the kids who had been fielding a few moments ago.

　They were frozen with their mouths open to the point that their jaws came off.
　What's there to be surprised about?
　It may look flashy, but if you train a little bit of 【Muscle Strengthening】 magic, this much is easy to do.
　It's a trick that even a lot of [Warrior] can do.

　Well, are you kidding me, these guys.

What's the matter with you?　I failed. Why don't you laugh?

' "'And a hell of a lot more than that!

　Huh?

Wow....
I've never seen anything like it.
'I didn't know Lacelle was this powerful.
Well..... One, strong!

　We'll talk about it in secret.
　I hear everything....

'What?　What's more?

　I point the hoe handle at the kids.
　By the way, the blade had already been blown away somewhere.
　Later, Luxol will be angry at me for this.

''Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!　Not at all, Mr. Lacelle.

Mr.(s)?

　Then, Boronga's henchmen approached him with a rubbing hand.
　A sickening smile on their faces.

'Are you tired, Mr. Lacelle?　Do you want me to rub your shoulder?
'Are you thirsty, Lacelle?　I'll get you some milk. Oh, yeah. Are you a cow person?　Are you a sheep person?
"Well.......... Well...... Can I do something for you, Mr. Lacelle?

　?

　What?　These guys?
　It's a little weird.
　They start calling you "san" all of a sudden.
　I don't know what he wants to do.

　Do they want to help me with something?

"Well, I'm going to fix up the field and I need your help.

""Yes, sir!"

　They put their voices together and gave a military-style salute, where they had learned it from.
　Then the children ran to their homes to get their farm tools.

　They are surprisingly obedient.
　Maybe they're good at heart.

　I turned around and started to work on the empty field.