I - the witch - was suffering from a headache.
　Her proud good looks in the mirror are now looking a bit old. Her skin, which she cared for every night with a mud mask, was wilting under the strain.
　I'm only twenty-seven years old!　He's only 27!

''Ha........no matter how high level I am, the most skilled at making golems, and the most beautiful, I'm not cut out for the barbaric job of a general.......''

　He whines to me in the mirror and I complain to him in the mirror, and he compliments me in the mirror. Well, I'm shaking my head at myself.

'Whether or not she's pretty has nothing to do with the generalship...'
'Also, I think it's debatable whether or not Lady Sharon is the most beautiful woman in the world!
''You're right about the levels and making a golem, but~''
"I agree with Kate.
Shut up, all of you!

　I turn around and congratulate the crafty little girls with vigor.
　Oh God!　They wouldn't even let me have a chat with them in the mirror!
　I glare at the little girls who are causing me a headache.

　This is the mayor's office in the magical city of Nebula.
　Well, the mayor is me.
"I was appointed by the White Queen, Rosalyn, three months ago.

　We can now play the taxpayer's card at will.　
　Cozying up to the merchants!　I'm getting fat!
　Yeah, baby, lots of research money!　Do you want to make a mithril golem or something?　Should we just go to the adamantite golem?

　
　In the witch country of Viverajara, the mayor of the city has to protect it as a general in case of an emergency.
　And of all things, it happened just as I was appointed mayor.
　A war that would divide the country in two.
　My spring is too short!

　Those of us who are still loyal to Lady Rosalyn are called "the establishment," "the West" and "the White Witches' Army."
　Meanwhile, those of us who have gone mad and suddenly turned against Lady Rosalyn are called "rebels," "the East," and "the Black Witches' Army." Or so they call it.

　And, frankly speaking, the Black Witches have the upper hand at the moment.
　The eastern half of Vivera hara has already been taken by them.
　Because of the "Black Queen of the Dead", "Beast Mania" and "Knocker of the Otherworld". )" and almost all of the leading witches in Viverrahara are on that side, too.
　Seriously, it's just me and Rosalyn-sama over here.
　And since Rosalyn-sama is the master of the country, we can't take the brunt of the situation.
　So I'm going to have to do something about it.
　Toh-hoh.....

You're gonna have to struggle. Hey, you guys know what I'm talking about, right?

　I turn my heady eyes to the little girls who are a headache.

　These four girls are my direct disciples.
　They're all teenagers (I don't envy them!) .
　I have enough potential to be a witch, but I'm still inexperienced, and more importantly, I don't listen to anyone.
　I'm only 27 years old, and I'm still a young girl, so I'm underestimated, right?
　I mean, really, is it really that dull compared to Rosalyn and her Black Queen grandmother?

　If it was my normal training, that would have been fine.
　I didn't want to be too strict about being a master or an apprentice because it would have aged my spirit. I'm glad we were like friends and sisters (and if that didn't help her grow, it was her own fault).

　But this is war, right?
　I need these kids to lead the golem as field commanders under me as a general, but I can't do it anymore. Impossible. Zero sense.

'Hey, Isabella?　I, you, my best apprentice, have been entrusted with the Iron Golem, haven't I?　I told you kudos for being the core of the military and not to take things lightly, didn't I?

　Even though she's only seventeen, I pester the little girl who sprinkles outrageous color scents with her perfume.

But, Master, it's only natural to go on the offensive when the opportunity arises. But Master, it is only natural to go on the offensive when the opportunity arises.
I don't deserve it!　It's not because your core team stuck out that the whole thing was a total disaster!　Reflect, reflect, reflect!
Master. Since ancient times, victory and defeat have always been part of the battlefield.
"Losers don't talk like that, thieves and ruffians!

　I yell too much, my blood pressure is too high, and I feel dizzy.
　Not that I'm old enough!　It's not because I'm old!

Zucc. Hey, Kate. What's going on with you two wings?　It's not falling apart. Didn't I make it a point to tell you to always breathe in sync?

　I then poke fun at the sixteen-year-old twins.

'Isabella's in trouble, it's normal to attack and save her with a gauntlet!
'Isabella is in trouble, so it's tempting to get defensive and see what happens~'
'No way, Kate, you're wrong!
You know, you're always saying no to everything I say.
'You can't go wrong with either of those decisions!　I'm just telling you to attack and retreat together!

　These twins are really the complete opposite of each other in personality and don't breathe well together.
　Even so, they are skillful witches if you let them handle the stones, and there is no one more qualified than these children to take charge of the Stone Golem's troops.
　Even if it's not possible, my army, I don't have too many personnel........

''Finally, Tina--''
What?

　I look at the fifteen-year-old girl who is blunt and doesn't know how to talk to her master.

''The Silver Golem squad you entrusted to you, you said you were never to move them until I gave you an order, right?
Affirmation.
But you moved it on your own, didn't you?
Affirmation.
I don't know how you could have done that on your own.
'All of your allies are in trouble, so it's normal for you to go on the gauntlet and help them!
"I agree with Zucci.
'I'm not listening to Zucci right now!　And don't agree with me, Tina!
Denial.
'Agree with your master, not your sister-disciple, Tina!

　I shouted too loudly, zealous and breathed on my shoulder.

'Oh well, Master. All you have to do is win next time.
You don't have a single vision of winning, so you're thundering away like this!
'You can't win anything with that kind of weakness!　It's the spirit of hit and miss!
If you're the only one who can crush it, that's up to you, but we can't risk it because the fate of Vyvérahara is at stake!
Wow, we did our homework. The next time will be better~
Really?　You're really sorry for that!
"I agree with Kate.
Then you can test me!

　When I lifted my eyes and crowded in on them, the idiot disciples nodded their heads in agreement.

''You have one second to answer!　What if I see a gap in the undead army in front of me!
Of course, I'll go all out.
Let's go for a charge!
It's a possible trap. We're falling back.
I agree with Isabella.
"The right answer is 'I'll let the general decide', you f*cking morons!

　I stepped on the ground in front of a bunch of unknowns who had no remorse for what they had done.

　That's exactly the time.

Mr. Mayor," he said. There's a visitor here to see you.

　The officials who work at the public hall (they're experts in good, hard-working clerical work, though they can't do magic, but they're good, hard-working clerical experts) came to inform me.

'I don't know which merchant you are, but tell him we're taking in the situation for the time being!
No, it's for the Princess Beatrixine of the Grand Duchy. Come with a letter of introduction.

　Mmm. That's something we can't underestimate.
　In times like these, it's important to keep in touch with our neighbors.

"Man?　Woman?
'A young man, sir. He has a maid with him.
Riley!

　I stood in front of the mirror and scolded my stupid disciples and whipped my messy hair out of my face.
　You never know when, or if, you're going to meet the right man. You never know when you might meet the right man.

　I hadn't asked them to follow me, but they followed me to the reception room with a bunch of idiot students.

　The two men waiting for me were a pair of dubious-looking men.

　First, the maid.
　I heard you were bringing them with you, and if it was you, that's what you'd do.　But the outfit isn't decent.
　Normally, I think a maid's dress is neat and tidy, but what she's wearing is designed to emphasize her naughty breasts, and the skirt length is above the knee, so it's very incendiary.
　She looks like she's in a brothel or something.

　And then there's the guy.
　Even though we're in a room, he's wearing a hooded coat that hides his looks.
"I'm a freaky one, sir! It's like he's doing his best to say.
　I can't help but stare at him.

　--You know what I mean?
　My goodness, my goodness, my goodness!
　If you look closely, good guy!

　He still looks young. Or maybe even a teenager. A pretty face.
　And yet, she has a fearless expression on her face, as if she'd been through countless shuras.
　The gap between the two makes my heart skip a beat.

It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Mayor.

　He greeted her in a youthful voice with a somber tone that was not appropriate for his age.

"I'm a-li-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na. I'd like to work for the general of the army, and I'm a member of the army. These people are different from the others. I take the secret orders of the general's forces with me, to help your country.