After Filling Her Up, Her Mana Became Abundant (1)
“You’ve probably never lived in a mansion this magnificent before, have you?”
“In a place like this?”
I paused for a moment, old memories surfacing.
“…No, actually, I have.”
It was just a year after I’d arrived in this world.
Six years ago.
I was living with a dark elf family back then. The house we stayed in was just as grand and opulent as this one.
And for good reason—the man who’d taken me in as his son from this world was Sars, the right-hand man of the Lord of Punishment, Kelhabain.
Sars, the seeker of dark knowledge.
Our father-son relationship… when did it start, exactly?
Ah, that’s right. It was that day.
The memory came flooding back.
I was under house arrest, training alone in the backyard, when Sars suddenly appeared with a dark overseer sent by Kelhabain.
“Why did you secretly release the human women and children the soldiers captured? Because you’re human yourself?”
“I’m a dark elf.”
“You’re human. Look at you. Why try to hide it?”
“I’m not. I’m a dark elf.”
“Who’d believe that? You know it’s not true, don’t you?”
“……”
“Answer me.”
“I’m a dark elf who has sworn loyalty to the Lord of Punishment, Kelhabain.”
“Praise Kelhabain.”
“Great Kelhabain! My life is yours!”
“Louder. Scream it until blood comes from your throat.”
“Greeeat Keeelhabaiin! My liiiife is yooours!”
“Next time, stay put even if humans are suffering.”
“I’ll remember!”
“I said stare like an idiot and do nothing!”
“I’ll remember!”
“Fine, I get it. Do you want to become a hero or something? Think acting all righteous as a human will give you a shot?”
“I’m a soldier of darkness until I die!”
“But there’s a problem. That tiny, pathetic little thing dangling from your lower half suits human bitches better. Our demon women see you as some disgusting bug. Think you can make offspring here? You’ll end up an outcast. Give up now if you’re going to. What are you hesitating for?”
“Kelhabain is a great lord!”
“Good. Say it louder.”
“Kelhabain is a great lord!”
“Compared to him, you’re small and pathetic. Your swordwork’s sloppy, you mess up everything. No one will use you. Shout that you’re a worthless idiot with no place anywhere.”
“I’m a proud dark elf!”
The dark overseer was there, so he was just grilling me harshly—it wasn’t Sars’s real feelings.
The Lord of Punishment, Kelhabain, suspected me simply for being human and kept sending underlings to probe my ideology and identity over and over.
As time passed, my hero’s power grew stronger and stronger.
And around then, I received a divine revelation to protect Queen Isabella.
Eventually, when I could no longer hide the holy power manifesting in my body, Sars—who knew everything about me—had no choice but to make a tough decision after deep deliberation.
“Leave this land. I’ll tell Kelhabain I sacrificed you for ancient dark knowledge research.”
Like a silkworm eating mulberry leaves to survive, go back to where you truly belong.
That place was the human world.
“Father…”
It was heartbreaking.
But I had no choice but to accept it. If my identity as the hero was revealed, my family would be in danger.
And so, packing just a few changes of clothes, I set off alone.
My little sister came chasing after me in a frenzy, her face furious.
“You just leave because he tells you to, you jerk! I’ll hate Dad forever for kicking you out! Just watch! And I hate you too! I really hate you! Die, both of you!”
She just dumped the food rations Mom had given her for me on the ground and ran off crying.
“Jenia…”
With a heavy heart, I trudged powerlessly toward the human kingdom.
“That house was big, sure, but it didn’t have these majestic trees planted around. It felt a bit barren. This place has a pretty garden, lots of trees—nice. The air’s fresh too.”
“The owner must’ve hated trees.”
Mrs. Marie and I exchanged a brief chat and turned to leave.
“We’re doing interior work on the house now, so you can move in around next week. I’ll send someone to let you know. And here are all the real estate documents bundled up—check them when you have time.”
“Thank you.”
I took the thick document pouch from her.
“Also, Her Majesty asked me to pass on a message.”
She whispered in my ear.
My eyes widened.
“She wants me to personally decorate the queen’s room?”
“She has high expectations. Study it well.”
Mrs. Marie smiled as she boarded the carriage.
“Have a good day.”
“You too, ma’am.”
Clatter clatter.
The carriage departed.
I watched it go for a moment, then turned to gaze at my new grand mansion.
“To think this is mine.”
It felt joyful and surreal.
“Oh right, gotta get to school. Hm?”
As I hurried to leave, I suddenly felt like someone was watching me.
What the…?
My nape prickled for some reason. I looked around.
Nothing unusual. Just a quiet, ordinary scene.
“Weird.”
I scratched behind my ear and started walking.
Better hurry to school. I’m late.
Rustle.
Atop a tree with lush leaves.
A girl with bronze skin and a voluptuous figure watched Naru intently.
Naru, striding quickly into the distance, late for work.
The same gait as always.
That familiar face she’d missed.
Seeing him after so long made her heart pound.
“Oppa…”
On the way back to the palace.
Mrs. Marie sat in the carriage with a pleased smile.
The queen gifting a house to someone meant she trusted him deeply.
And relied on him.
“It’s a relief you’re there for Her Majesty while she’s feeling lonely.”
A few years ago, when she first met Naru, she thought he was spouting nonsense for fame.
I received a divine revelation to protect Queen Isabella and rushed here!
A young man in shabby armor claiming to be the hero—how absurd.
No one knew who he was back then, so she suspected he might be an assassin.
But he was incredible.
After a few days, she had to admit she was wrong.
He was the real hero.
He mercilessly exterminated the monsters sent to assassinate the queen and protected her without hesitation in anything concerning her safety.
Kang Naru.
He was always on our side.
The public viewed the queen—who seemed to covet the throne—unfavorably, but he stepped up courageously anyway.
Even if it tarnished his own reputation.
That made him all the more trustworthy.
His resolute will to sacrifice anything for the queen shone through.
I hope Sir Naru and Her Majesty share a long, happy bond. Age difference doesn’t matter if their hearts align.
Mrs. Marie clasped her hands in prayer, wishing they’d become one someday.
And she believed her duties were crucial for that.
“I’ll keep a close eye on Sir Naru. As long as I’m here, no one will slander you.”
She vowed it firmly.
“That concludes the meeting. Please fill in any gaps from today’s discussion and share tomorrow.”
Principal Robert gathered his papers and stood.
The professors rose together, exchanging smiles and bows.
“Good work.”
“Have a happy day, everyone.”
“Let’s keep up the energy today!”
“Ah, Professor Melissa.”
Robert called out to Melissa as she headed out of the principal’s office.
“If you see Assistant Professor Naru, tell him to visit my office today.”
“Anytime today?”
“Whenever he’s free. We need to discuss Angelina.”
“Got it. I’ll pass it on.”
Once everyone left, Principal Robert leaned back in his chair.
“A true leader motivates subordinates to achieve great things… Hmm, wise words. I wonder what our Assistant Professor Naru thinks.”
Naru had perfectly cured Lydia and Hazel.
Could he do the same for the last one, Angelina?
If he had a plan, he wanted to hear it.
“Quitting quickly if it’s hopeless is a method too.”
The principal stroked his white beard, lost in thought.
“He hasn’t been at the academy long, but his results are impressive. Hmm.”
The hero, Kang Naru.
When Melissa first recommended him, he’d had some expectations, but not that he’d excel this much.
Reviving Lydia and Hazel—cases even top professors couldn’t touch—what an achievement.
He was clearly a skilled educator.
It’s only been a month since he entered education, but maybe his wisdom, insight, and experience resonate deeply with the students.
Great to have such an assistant professor, but it brought annoyances too.
Word spread that Lydia and Hazel had become star students, and nobles with kids their age started pressuring subtly.
Demands for their children to get Naru’s close guidance.
Favoring specific students was unacceptable, so he refused every time.
Yet letters from high nobles still piled on his desk.
— “They say Assistant Professor Naru is so outstanding? I’d like him to care for my child too.”
— “Our family donates heavily to Buzdra Academy. Please cooperate so our child can learn from Hero Kang Naru, recently recognized by the queen.”
— “Unlike full professors, assistants have freedom in student assignments, right? His low rank means no legal issues. Why refuse? What’s so hard about going from three to four students?”
Principal Robert chuckled softly.
“No matter how much they push, some things can’t be forced. Everything will proceed fairly through proper channels.”
Knock knock.
He glanced at the clock—thirty minutes since the meeting ended.
“Come in.”
The door opened, and Naru entered.
“You called for me?”
“Oh, you’re early. Sit there.”
“Yes.”
Robert watched Naru sit carefully with an approving gaze.
“I called you because I’m curious how you plan to guide Angelina. You turned Lydia and Hazel around, after all. Do you see potential for her to change like them?”
He asked despite knowing Angelina’s bleak future as a mage—zero chance.
Curious about Naru’s perspective and solution.
“Ah, Angelina?”
Naru sat straight and spoke calmly.
“Her guidance is already complete.”
“Complete? What do you mean? You’ve given up already?”
The principal blinked.
Naru shook his head.
“No. She’s perfect now. Plenty of mana, casts magic flawlessly.”
“Don’t joke. I mean student Angelina.”
“Yes. That’s who I’m talking about.”
“What…?”
What was this?
Principal Robert doubted his own ears.