Chapter 952 – The Blue of the Stars Is the Blue of the Sea (1)
─Tuk.
In Hughes Roit’s office, I put down my pen.
“… It’s done.”
I picked up a bundle of papers.
The document with dried ink was none other than my thesis. The subject is a supplementary version of the thesis that was considered a ninja by Yerna and was also considered a candidate for the Thousand Wings Prize.
Atlantis, Hittites and Ulster.
It is a masterpiece that examines the history of the golden age of ancient civilization. If what Yerna stole was only at the level of raising suspicion about the existence of the Hittites, this was the finished version.
‘How surprised she was when she returned to the manor and saw that there were so many reminders.’
Thesis writing and research in this field cannot be done without me.
Respect? Consideration? That’s a feeling you shouldn’t wish for hyena cubs hanging around the lab room. Rather, it’s because my majesty has grown so much that it’s hard to steal.
─I also want to write a thesis, but why don’t you write it?
─You have to write it first, so we won’t pay it either. Please write soon One of our undergraduate students chose this for his graduation thesis, but couldn’t submit it, so he was behind in graduation. T_T.
Excluding the joint research and love calls for co-authoring papers from academic societies, this is the extent.
I don’t want to stay with a master’s degree forever either—it’s fun when I joke with Dana, I don’t want to live as a master’s degree forever—this is how I started writing.
Excluding the papers submitted regularly, it has been a while since I have written a proper thesis, so seeing a finished work like ‘Jin_Jin_Really finished.Hwp’ gave me a lot of emotion.
‘It was especially hard because I had to use it alone.’
It would be a shame if you recruited a few people just because it was difficult and then said, ‘This ignorant spearman used a bastard to get his degree’.
‘Still, it’s over with this.’
Copies were made, and drafts remain. Should be submitted soon
─Druck, Tak!
I opened the drawer and carefully kept the manuscript. Even if you submit it in a hurry, you don’t go up to the master’s gold medal or the doctor’s bronze medal just by submitting it.
‘There is no free pass for promotion in this academic world.’
There are both disadvantages and advantages of the academic world as a whole.
When I was still a dick, I had a big impression that this was some kind of water polo thing, but after rising to the nobility, I understood why.
‘Because if a great aristocrat can get his hands on the process of obtaining a degree with money and power, it’s obvious that someday those in power will get their degrees with the help of dogs or cows or status.’
If black-eyed bastards say ‘Honorary Doctor of Nimitong University’ and I go crazy and smear shit on another doctor’s sub-image, it would be hard for me to lose right away.
─Doctor of Archeology? Hehe, our lord was also a doctor of science, right?
─Why study? If you are born into aristocrats, you are all doctors. The doctor’s brooch that you melted down gently in your 20s, and the young lord’s son wore it on his poop diaper at his first birthday party. Admit?
─Kagkkal, poor asshole, you bastard. It’s like a sick person.
─Youngjoo is a doctor? Uh, aren’t all nobles doctors?
Look Just thinking about it makes me angry.
In order to prevent such misfortunes from happening, the professors have the instinct to hold on to the pods for a longer period of time, the more eminent aristocrats like me, are deeply inscribed in their bones.
A ‘I can’t be the only one who gets screwed’ meta that goes beyond even the extreme mindset of profiteering.
This cannot be prevented even if Shivral Ymir kicks her coffin and gets up. If you just wait for about 2-3 years, a follow-up research paper will come out, so it’s annoying to block it.
By the time I’m 30, I’ll be promoted to doctorate on my own.
“Happy.”
Just thinking about it makes me hungry. I left the office scratching my cheeks.
This macho-body, who seems to have squeezed a world into a human body, does not want to sleep. Was that so? It was already morning when I left the office.
“The ‘lord’ who has the right to command. This is the newspaper published today.”
“Yes. Your way of speaking is fundamentally unchanging.”
Get the newspaper from the Valkyrie maids and go to the restaurant. According to the patriarchal system written in the Kojiki, he sat in the seat of honor and passed the newspaper.
“Minerva has been elected.”
The reason I mumbled in words was because I was so deeply moved.
It’s already been 4 months since Henir started the war of supremacy, which was quickly caused by the guys. It was rather late as the national system collapsed.
“You must have made the elderly suffer in the meantime.”
“Is this a question to this object?”
“No, I’m talking to myself.”
Valkyrie, the chef who was making breakfast in the farther back kitchen, reacted. You have good ears too. Maybe it’s because it’s early in the morning when no one has woken up yet.
“… Whoa! The morning air is refreshing.”
As he was doing so, a dirt-covered franc appeared.
Seeing that the basket contained the hoe and the watering can that I had gifted, it seemed that he had been in the yard since early morning.
“Uh? Nor, wake up early… It’s been all night again Will you keep doing that?”
“I didn’t say anything, how did you know?”
Oh, my hair is not stretched. It was evidence of not sleeping.
I made a mistake. Before coming, I was going to pour some water on the casserole.
“I can’t stay up all night anymore. It’s over.”
“It’s been that way for over two months. Am I really mad?”
Fran put her hand on her waist and pursed her lips. While I was writing my thesis, I seemed to get annoyed because I said, ‘Ah, I’ll understand~’ like a smoker who quit smoking.
“Hehe. I’m really sorry. But now that the writing is over, there’s no reason not to sleep.”
“… Really? Good luck then.”
Fran, who collected the soil with magic, glared at the newspaper I was reading. It wasn’t because his eyesight was bad, he was reading Romanian with difficulty.
“
“Yes. Tyrsi came with a declaration of support.”
To be precise, I made a big mistake while trying to give a speech in front of the citizens.
-I’m really sorry to those who wanted me to be the governor of this place, but now I want to cherish my time with Mr. Seo… Oh
Young lady, who is of a flower-like age for marriage, misunderstood.
But again, this was surprisingly good.
─Newlyweds? Miss Tyrsi?
─Well… Let’s not…
It must have been dizzying for Tirsi, but the citizens who heard the mistake understood, ‘Then I’ll have to throw this voting right to Miss Minerva’.
-My lady is 24 years old. OK? When she is 25 she should have a husband.
It was the standard of people in another world, but it seems that even the citizens of that desolate territory had a heart that was considerate of the love of a man and a woman.
─I’m a newlywed who would be happy even if only the falling leaves are falling, but to come to this shit land and work without a promise? Where are the old folks in our neighborhood? If you spill your dentures, pick them up and throw them in the sewer?
─Is Minerva-sama having scratches in her career? I’m sorry! There are even scratches from monsters on the walls of my house! If it weren’t for him, there would be emperors in this corner of the country!
That’s how it seems to have won.
Since Tirsi’s mistakes were true, ‘Still, it was good when the Marquis of Armasunas ruled…’ … ‘, And the citizens with her mind a little framed were favorable to her.
Even the calculating Tirshi didn’t seem to have calculated this far, although she stayed locked in her room for a few days and didn’t come out. Was it so embarrassing?
“… If you bring me food, they eat it and serve it.”
“Except for Tyrsi herself and the failed nobles, everything has a happy ending.”
“That… Don’t the newspapers say that young people who heard that Mr. Tyrsi got married are showing symptoms of her depression?”
“Well. Our franc is still lacking in studying the Romanian language.”
I tore up the newspaper and burned it. I tried to chew it, but I endured it.
“… Good morning. And a hungry morning.”
“You are definitely hungry. What is this morning?”
While the family gathered in groups of threes and fives, instead of the newspaper I had finished reading, I skimmed through the letters I had selected from the mailboxes that were bursting every day.
No one asked why I was at the table. Even in the 2000s and 10s, household heads reading newspapers and watching the news at the table were common, and that was the case in another world as well.
Academia’s love call. Stop replying later with the thesis attached to the reply.
Seeing Tyrsi and her children, the elders suggested that we marry our grandchildren. Let’s assume that the wyvern rider was eaten by the dragon in the middle and didn’t receive the message.
A letter of appreciation from Jjannasunamun thanking him for the smooth development of the amusement park and for saving him a job… Why the fuck did you come to this mansion? What if your wives get caught?
I read them all, and shredded the ones I didn’t need with an aura. Then, only one letter remained.
This isn’t just a mailbox. It was sent to our house as a relic. A courier sent with superpowers. It’s going well, but I don’t like it because I think I’ll take a break for a year and do it all year round.
If the lady who sent this letter said she would quit her job, she was willing to take her troop to Val Curie and go hunting, just as she would set a meal for the White Police.
‘It must have come from Asherad.’
I opened the letter right away without even looking at it.
─Dimensional connection experiments will begin on Corpse Island.
Well, well… I took a big bite into the Valquiriers’ homemade sandwich.
Yes, if you waited for 2-3 months, it’s time to bite.
