I Became the Guardian of Big Shots in the Game

The mayor and Ailey.
When the two arrived at the mansion.
The golem had already disappeared.
So they thought about just going back, but.
Because citizens on the street left them various vivid testimonies.
Their anxiety grew and they finally entered the mansion.
“Sorry for visiting during your break.”
“No, please come in.”
The mayor headed to the reception room while receiving sharp glares from the three children clinging to Ethan.
It was understandable since their enjoyable snack time had been interrupted.
“The truth is…”
He explained the reason for his direct visit.
As politely and indirectly as possible so as not to offend the other party.
Then.
“I just got home so I didn’t see it in detail, but it wasn’t a war machine or anything like that. It was just the kids’ toy.”
Ethan replied nonchalantly.
“Borka, can you show that to them?”
“…You won’t take it away, right?”
“I promise. Just show it to the mayor.”
“Okay.”
Pitter patter.
Borka carefully took out the golem from her pocket and held it out.
“This is…”
“It’s just a toy with an enlargement spell cast on it. Borka is skilled in magic.”
“Oh my, and here I thought…”
The mayor returned the toy and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.
‘Then what about the testimonies saying it moved on its own and made weird noises?’
I don’t know.
No, I don’t want to know.
He felt that if he pried any further, he might not be able to leave the mansion and end up being ‘missing’.
“It was nothing after all. We’ll be going now.”
“Yes, Mayor. Take care.”
Fortunately, the golem incident ended as a simple misunderstanding.
“Um, Borka?”
“What?”
“I’m just asking in case, but does the golem have any attack functions?”
“If I inject mana into it, it can shoot destruction beams.”
If he told the truth, it really would have been a big problem.
“…Will you promise not to do that?”
“If you give me more cookies.”
Borka said while thoroughly licking not only her palms but even the crumbs around her mouth.
“How many?”
“2 boxes.”
It was very cheap for the price of putting a safety device on a war machine.
“…I’ll buy you 4 boxes.”
“You have to keep your promise. Here.”
“You’re giving it to me?”
Nod nod.
“If I keep Dolly with me, I might be tempted to enlarge it again.”
“Dolly, it even has a name.”
It was a moment when some trust built up between them.
-Ding!
[The fate of ‘Borka, Witch of Cold Flame’ has been altered.]
[‘Borka’s’ fate is currently being reconfigured.]
‘Oh.’
[‘Borka’s’ fate is in contention.]
[1. Borka, Witch of Cold Flame. 2. Borka, Archmage of Blue Flame.]
[Currently ‘2. Borka, Archmage of Blue Flame’ is slightly ahead.]
In the original story, if Hwaryon was evil and Ponya was good.
Borka had a neutral tendency, but slightly closer to evil.
She was praised by those she had to protect, but.
To others, she was a ruthless ‘witch’.
‘I remember her ending wasn’t good either.’
The ending of fate 1 was tragic.
The witch who played an active role in the great war was nothing but a thorn in people’s eyes after the war ended.
In the end, she is betrayed and killed by those she believed in and tried to protect.
‘So the fate I should push for is 2, Archmage of Blue Flame.’
Rather than burning the world with malice.
I wanted to help her live happily with a proper purpose.
“That’s why I said to eat slowly. No one’s going to steal your cookies.”
“Mmmmph!!”
Though it still seemed there was a long way to go.

Levi leisurely strolled around the mansion after a long time.
She briefly dropped by the room of the child named Kenny.
And peeked into the reception room where Ethan and the children were having a fun snack time with laughter.
‘They’re all poor children with terribly tangled fates.’
But they have outstanding potential to match.
Talents born once in a thousand years.

Ethan had gathered them together.
‘Surely He gathered the children with a grand purpose that I cannot fathom.’
So that His time would not be disturbed.
So that the children could follow His path.
Levi was full of thoughts to faithfully assist by His side.
“My lady. You called?”
“How are things on the royal capital’s side?”
“Quite rebellious movements have been detected.”
It seemed they had only now figured out the annihilation of their advance party.
Well, it’s not unreasonable.
Levi and the Special Forces’ work was clean.
They must have wasted time trying to find the whereabouts of their subordinates who vanished without a trace.
“Eliminating them all at once would cause great chaos. The darkness cast over the royal capital is wider and deeper than Serdin’s.”
“Should we just prune some organizations?”
“Definitely eliminate the priests who openly defied Him. For the rest, see how the situation develops and compromise if there’s room.”
“I receive your command.”
“Ah, one more thing.”
The Special Forces member who was about to enter the shadows as he finished speaking came back up.
“Leak some information to the Inspection Bureau. If their businesses start getting cracked down on one by one, it will surely tighten the noose.”
Handling the underworld of Etre with just the Special Forces alone risks leaving a trail.
So officially, it should take the form of being caught in an operation by the kingdom’s Inspection Bureau.
“Understood.”

Three days later.
The five pillars of the underworld were reduced to four.
All members of the secret society were either dead or missing.
Two days after that.
Based on anonymous information, the Inspection Bureau raided the businesses of the remaining four pillars at once.
They succeeded in removing a significant portion of the underworld’s money line.
Tom Muro was praised as the greatest Inspection Bureau director in history.
“Why are things turning out like this?”
They weren’t the underworld members he remembered.
Their characteristic meticulousness had disappeared, and the corrupt nobles entangled in their background were being tied up one after another.
Even hopeful observations that they could round up all five pillars at this rate.
It was too easy.
“Rudy, doesn’t something seem fishy?”
“Well, isn’t this good for us?”
“That may be so, but when things go too well, you should suspect something else.”
Someone is deliberately bringing down the underworld.
Tom’s intuition was telling him so.
“How’s the surveillance on Serdin’s side?”
“I was just about to compile the reports. And according to an urgent report that came in today, a large combat golem was sighted at the mansion.”
“W-What did you say? What was sighted?”
“A large, combat, golem, they say. Does that make any sense?”
There’s one in Etrion too.
It’s taken out of storage on the king’s birthday and can barely move its right arm up and down, but.
Anyway, that’s technically a large combat golem too.
“Ours is better. This one is fully operational, and even roars, they say.”
Most of the Inspection Bureau personnel in the office laughed at the report’s contents, but.
‘Why does it seem real?’
Only Tom.
Could sense an ominous feeling.
“Just in case, verify it again, and let’s see, the report…”
Tom clicked his tongue hard as he flipped through the report.
“It was that young man?”
Summarizing the content by paragraphs, it went like this:
[According to conversations among city hall employees, a ‘certain new employee’ is described as a dangerous person.]
[As a result of eavesdropping on conversations between the mayor and the dedicated administrator Ailey. It is understood that the resident of the place called the White Mansion pushed out the former underground leader and settled in Serdin.]
[He is already exerting great influence on Serdin’s free market and city hall, public sentiment is not bad, and no criminal history has been revealed.]
[Therefore, it seems there is no way for the Inspection Bureau to handle it immediately.]
The mass deaths of underworld personnel.
Rumors that executives of the underworld had gone missing in Serdin.
And the recent weakening of the underworld’s power.
After comparing all of this with the story surrounding a young man in Serdin.
“I’ve been fooled.”
Tom was so shocked he dropped the tobacco he was holding in his mouth.
“We’ve been fooled.”
“Huh? Director, why are you…”
A while later.
Rudy, who had likewise read the report, muttered similarly.
“My goodness…”
The two met eyes and laughed emptily.
“How should we report this to His Majesty?”
For a very brief moment.
Tom wanted to abandon his position as director and move to a quiet countryside.

One week later.
Under the guidance of Sir Rashid, who had fully recovered.
All the children were in the middle of physical training.
“Heh, heck.”
“Borka. How can you become an excellent mage if you’re so weak!”
Mana stones are literally stones.

So ordinary mages who can’t afford ultra-expensive high-purity mana stones have to carry around tens of kilograms of stone piles.
Therefore, a mage’s physical strength is directly linked to the amount of mana they can use.
“I, heck, without, mana stones, heack.”
“No excuses! Go hit that tree in front and come back!”
Borka, who was frail compared to her friends, glared with her eyes, but.
“Why are you glaring like that!”
“Aaack!”
Sir Rashid, who had been asleep in the carriage on the day they arrived home, hadn’t seen the children riding the golem.
So he treated Borka like ordinary children.
Of course, Borka doesn’t have infinite patience either.
Just picking up an ordinary branch would be enough for Sir Rashid to be torn limb from limb.
But.
“1 box of cookies if you listen well to Instructor-nim.”
Gulp.
Even if she was furious to the point her head was about to explode.
When Ethan offered cookies, she would enthusiastically engage in training as if nothing had happened.
‘Phew.’
He inwardly sighed and whispered to Sir Rashid.
“Borka is a sensitive child. If you push too hard, it will backfire, so I recommend a gentler approach.”
“I see. I’ll be careful from now on.”
‘I just saved your life.’
Ethan recalled Borka’s ice sculpture collection that he had seen while playing in the past.
Royalty, knights, mages, and even ordinary soldiers.
There was a description that she had frozen all hostile beings, numbering in the thousands.
‘I’m glad everyone seems to have adapted well.’
Kenny, who had excellent innate physical abilities, quickly finished her allocated exercise and returned to her room.
Greg was still silently devoted to training.
Elyssia looked tired but had a bright smile throughout.
And Hwaryon…
“Big brother!”
“Hmm?”
“Get her off me. Pleeeease~”
She was busy pushing away Elyssia who was clinging tightly, visibly displeased.
“Wow! Your skin is so soft.”
“Y-Yours is softer, okay?”
“Thanks for the compliment!”
“Argh, so get off and touch your own cheeks~!”
‘I didn’t expect the counter to work like this.’
Elyssia, who will become the ‘White Saint’ in the future, is the human counterpart to Hwaryon, the ‘Black Baroness’.
The Black Baroness, whose specialty was schemes, plots, and sowing discord, faced off against the White Saint of the Holy Spirit Realm in the great war.
She is defeated when none of her specialties work at all.
“Big brother! Please!”
“Big brother would like Hwaryon to get along well with her friend.”
“Ugh…”
But they’re not completely unable to become friends.
He briefly opened the notification window and scanned through the ‘White Saint’s’ story.
‘Found it.’

“The wall of the cracked.
It was the moment when the heart of the underworld, the underground kingdom she had built, collapsed.
The Templar Knights and remnants of the Etrion Kingdom army united and pushed towards Etre.
Hwaryon resisted from the city walls to the streets, from narrow back alleys and sewers to even walls, but she was finally defeated.
“Saint-nim, it’s still dangerous.”
“Everyone, step back.”
Elyssia slowly approached and knelt before Hwaryon, who was gasping her last breath with an arrow lodged in her chest.
“I’m sorry.”
“…What?”
“I’m sorry for causing you pain. It hurt, didn’t it? You were very lonely and sad, weren’t you? I’m sorry.”
Elyssia grasped her hand and cried sorrowfully.
Though taken aback by the unexpected action, Hwaryon felt her frozen heart melting away.
A warmth she thought she would never feel again for the rest of her life.
“Hah, hey.”
“Yes?”
“If I hadn’t been sold to slave traders. If we had, urgh, met a little earlier.”
Hwaryon’s fingertips grew colder.
“Would the ending have been, a little different from now?”
“Of course. If such a world had existed, I’m sure I would have become your friend.”
Hwaryon smiled faintly while writhing in pain.
“Y-You. Really, you’re annoying.”
Those were Hwaryon’s last words.
And at the same time, the final line marking the end of the great war.”

‘Well, they’re in the process of becoming friends anyway.’
“Be patient a little longer. Elyssia will become a good friend.”
“Big brotheeer!!”
Ignoring Hwaryon’s scream.
Ethan sat in the shade for a while enjoying the peacefulness and.
Before he knew it, his eyes slowly closed.
How much time had passed?
-Whoosh!
He opened his eyes at the strange sound.
A mana messenger ball that would normally be blue.
Was flashing red light in front of his eyes.
[Urgent message! Urgent message!]
Hoping it wasn’t something bothersome, he took out the contents.