CH 1 – “Mornin’” – The Deadbeat Master and Genius Disciple’s Misunderstood Workshop

Translator’s note: The author is incapable of writing a normal sentence everything has to be explained with the detail of Shakespeare on LCD laced Cocaine.

When a fish that is lazily swimming in the ocean depths suddenly meets a sea monster. I wonder what is the fish thinking.

When a squirrel bewitched by the smell of the tree’s fruit climb’s down and while stuffing its cheeks sees the gleaming eyes of a predator hiding in a dark bush. I wonder what is the squirrel thinking.

I, known as Granite Range, declare that I can clearly imagine the mental state of those cute, weak animals.

Among the thousands of case files between Shar and I, after the incident an elixir that came from a reckless remark, the studio where Shar and I lived transformed from a single house into became a mansion….why did this happen?

It’s noon at a certain mansion that was recently remodeled.

Going from a worn-out futon that I spread out on a wooden board, I now sleep in heavenly comfort in an expensive bed made from the feathers of a bird of paradise.
In addition, as I was sleeping in comfortably past noon I felt the presence of that and my body started to shake.

As I quickly regained conscience I tried to search the room with my amateur senses.


There is someone here. Even an amateur like me can feel their stare.
Even though I know if I open my eyes that person will be there, they have erased any presence and are watching me completely silent.

A nihilistic smile welled in my heart.

This person has yet again improved their skills….Hmph as to be expected of my disci…….

………Like hell!!!

I did say to leave me be when I sleep, but I didn’t mean this!
This is just plain scary! God dammit!

Having the problem child reminding me of her excellence first thing in the morning, I warily opened my eyes slowly.
Then just as I thought, I made eye contact with Shar who was loitering near my pillow and staring at me with her green eyes.





As I opened my eyes, she had a cheerful smile covering her whole face.
But, she was mumbling like a new born chick waiting for me to greet her.

……Yeah. I know. I understand.
I know Shar is not trying to scare me or anything like that.

She is just waiting for “her great master that she loves so much” to say good morning to her, right?

Of course, I understand what she’s thinking.
But, can’t she stop standing at my bedside like that! It just freaks me out.

As I thought of this, my favorite book (Maintaining dignity: so easy even a goblin can do it! {First Edition}) states, (Even if you take an arrow to your knee, you can’t let any feelings of surprise shown your face! In your goblin life it will lead you to a better tomorrow.)
That is why I must respond as usual.


[….Good Morning. Today Shar is ….. as usual Shar.]

[Good Morning! Master!]


Shar energetically says good morning, as her small frame is over flowing with affection towards me.

In this small dimly lighted room, the spot where that girl stands is bathed in a heavenly light
While being immature the girl with bright orange hair that tells you she will be a beauty when she gets older, shows her happiness for being able to exchange her first words with her “Great” master this morning (afternoon) as well.

That girl, who if introduced to 100 different people would be called charming by all of them, stares at me, I immediately began to feel tired as I restricted my facial muscles. I made the face of the “Respected Master” that I’m so used to now.




After putting on a simple outfit, I came down to the wide dining room, the lunch I am to eat with Shar was already prepared.

As I sat in my chair with nothing special on my mind, Shar told the two servants standing in the corner of the room to leave (For some reason we only have men working here?). She started to hum to her herself as she began to prepare tea and snacks, I wonder what she is so happy about?

As Shar once again sat next to me, I stared at her nonchalantly, then she looked at me while tilting her head.

[Master, Did you make any progress on what you were speculating last night? What shall we do today? …..Ah, yes. It may be a bit early, but what would you like for dinner? Actually, today a large merchant caravan came. When I went to the castle this morning, the square in front of the castle was very lively, it seems the caravan has many special products in stock. I wish to feed Master something so delicious that it will send all of the exhaustion you feel day after day flying!]


Besides maintaining my outer appearance, after eating my fill I was daydreaming. So, I was sadly unable to keep up with the questions and large amount of information that was thrown at me.

A speculated merchant caravan with special products and a lot of activity sent the castle flying….? ….What the hell? I must be wrong.

Here I should just be honest and say,

(Sorry, I have no idea what you’re saying… To begin with my brain is not that good, so after eating it becomes even less so….)

If I say something like that, of course my dignity as her Master will drop like a bag of bricks.
As I thought of this, my brain started to finally catch up. So, I started to randomly utter some general words.

[Shalltear, calm yourself. It is said that time flows equally for all things, but in reality, this is not true. Whether it is a bug or a dragon they have their own time, even humans have their own time. Even among individuals the same can be said. We all have our own time we live in. That is why Shalltear…. …That is to say…your master…that’s right, I will need a bit more time and information to answer your question. (Special translation: Please slowly repeat yourself once again.)]

Ugh, I am definitely not thinking straight…
“In Short”? Even though I was the one talking, I have no idea what I said.

…….That’s right, after (That is why Shalltear) if I said (Don’t be impatient) wouldn’t what I wanted to say get through?

As I was worrying on how she would retort to what I said, I sat there with my heart beating quickly but nothing showing on my face. Shar showed an expression as if she had come to some sort of understanding, and then started some incomprehensible conversation.


[…One’s own time… I understand. That is just like the alchemic technique (Arbitrary Observation Method)! As a practitioner must arbitrarily observe the unstable changes of the reagents they put into the alchemy pot, to better adjust the final quality of the various broken down smelted reagents. It is an important technique… As individual living beings (experience time differently)…, we, as alchemists, must purposefully observe the (infinite number of alchemic techniques)… Yes, they are indeed similar!]


….Crap, What did she just say?
She at least seems to be my disciple, Shalltear.
I, who only ever did simple alchemy, have no knowledge of such a technique.

As I thought if this, I continued to maintain the face of the austere master while the corners of my lips slightly curled into smile.


[Y,Yes. You are right. That is what I wanted to say. Shalltear, it seems you have become quite clever. You make your master proud.]


For the time being let’s praise Shalltear.
…..Hm? However, that laugh right now seemed to be right on the money. I will practice later in front of a mirror, so I can recreate it.


[Hehe, Thank you so much! ….Th,Then. Um, what shall we do….? What would you like to eat for dinner?]


Shar asked with upturn eyes as she innocently blushed.

Oh, she was talking about dinner. That’s why she mentioned the merchant caravan. Thank god, so the castle wasn’t blown up.
As I think back she was definitely talking about something along those lines. I properly understood the conversation, good.

Since I was so relieved, I patted Shar’s head something I rarely do. As I was rubbing her head I responded to her question.


[Right… Once in a while, I would like to have that, “Braised Moa Pigeon (Wild Pigeon) Stew”. Since it isn’t a special or rare product, even though the merchant caravan has come, there is nothing we would need. I am always calmed by that flavor.]


Yes, that dry cheap chicken meat. Sometimes, you just want to eat something cheap.
I, being a peasant at heart, after eating nothing but expensive meals can’t seem to relax, you know.
In the past, I would often cook it in some alchemy glassware lying around and eat it.

I as I thought of this and strong feelings began to well up, Shar’s head, which was still underneath my hand, began to shake. When I started to wonder what was wrong, I saw tears welling up in the corner of her eyes.

Huh? What? She’s been crying a lot lately. Maybe a dish that doesn’t need anything from the merchant caravan was a bad choice?
As I thought this and was worried, it seems my guess was wrong.


[That is so….nostalgic, hehe. It reminds of the day you took me in… It is the first thing Master ever gave me…. I remember it even now. That was truly, truly…delicious. tehee.]


Oh. Really? I fed Shalltear Braised Moa Pigeon Stew 5 years ago when I took her in, huh.

I, myself, cannot remember a single thing, but seeing Shar being brought to tears by this. What is this? These feelings of guilt.

This is bad. If I don’t deal with these feelings quickly. I, who has a heart like a small pigeon, will get washed up in this guilt.

As I thought of this, I proposed something to Shar.


[That’s right. This is a good opportunity. There is no need to rush and buy Moa pigeon meat since it is always available at the market. Shar, how about reminiscing with me today. What, sometimes it’s important to look back on the past. I am sure it won’t be a waste of time.]


Then, please help me remember what happened then so I can find some peace of mind.
[Master… Hic. You’re…right. I understand. I am happy to have the time to slowly talk about the past with Master….*sniff*.]


A soft smile appeared on Shar’s face as she rubbed her head against my hand, that was still petting her as if she is fawning upon me.


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Reincarnated as a Dark Elf ~The strongest magician conquers a parallel world~Prologue 2

Prologue Reincarnation 2



As my body and soul disappeared from Earth, I was remade in a parallel world.

It was a feeling I can’t describe.

I experienced an indescribable feeling as my body turned to liquid and gas.

This must be what it feels like to be in your mother’s womb.


Now, as of this moment I have been split into the testicles of the man that will become my father and the ovaries of the woman that will become my mother. And It seems I am awaiting fertilization.


As God wished for a safe birth, like it wasn’t his business, I was asked.


[Before you are incarnated, I have something I want to ask before you get your new body.]


[Oh what. Should we talk about the birds and the bees?]


[No, nothing concerning that. I wish to know your views.]


[Then ask away. I’ll answer whatever you want.]


After reaching this point, I didn’t have the desire to resist in the least.


[By the way, I was 8 years old when I found out my parents were having sex. I don’t remember being bothered by it. When I was 13 I became aware of the opposite sex. And my first time with a woman was when I was a college student. Since then, I’ve copulated many times. Yet, I’ve never been foolish enough to sow my wild oats.]


[My thanks for the frank confession. Then allow me to ask a more delicate question.]


As this was said, God truly did ask a delicate question.


[There is a young man who has asked you for advice. He is a young boy. Even though he is poor, he has a talent for drawing. But, sadly he was unable to enter an art school. Despite this he still continued to draw. What advice would you give him?]


[I can’t answer the question with only that information.]


[That is a good response. By the way, the young boy has another talent that could be said to superior to the point of being the best among the human race.]


[Then he should focus on the other talent. Talented people should use their talents. It is a disgrace to waste talent.]


[I see. You do have a point.]


[By the way, can you tell me that young boy’s name.]


[I will tell you at the end.]


As God said this, the next question was asked.


[If you had the right to choose your own leader, out of these 3 who would you chose? Answer.]


God listed 3 people.




[His father, amassed wealth through illegal means, and built a fortune.]

Using that money, he eventually became president, and he gained the favor of the people.

Even though he was gifted, he engaged in inappropriate behavior with a woman that wasn’t his wife and cornered his lover until she died.

Also, there were rumors of dealings with the mafia and in the end, he was assassinated.

His younger brother tried to succeed in his work, but the brother was also assassinated.




[He was the poorest president in the world. He was born in a poor household and spent most of his life fighting the military regime. After becoming president, he donated most of his salary to charities, and ate what he grew from his farm. He lived a self-sufficient life. When he went abroad he would fly economy class or ride the airplanes of other countries’ presidents. Even though he was widely loved by the masses, he was unable to develop economic growth for his own country. He lost in the election for president and retired from office.]




[He was a hero who went from battlefield to battlefield as a messenger and received both rank and medals. After becoming the highest ranked influential person, he still wore the medals and ranks he received when he was a solider. With a deep knowledge of the arts, he nurtured young artists and donated to cultural development. Also, he loved animals and was a true dog lover. When it came to women he was very proper, and he never cheated before. After becoming a leader, he instituted bold economic plans the revitalized the economy of his fatherland.]


After hearing the characteristics of all of the candidates, I spoke.


[Is there a choice there? I think there is only one choice to be had.]


[Why do you think that?]


[Politics isn’t about the means but the result. In this case the candidates are limited.]


After taking a deep breath, I began to comment on the choices.


[First let’s start with candidate A, he isn’t even an option. A politician needs to be able to deal with both good and evil, but this candidate is out of the question. The public will never follow such a crafty statesman.]


[Is it desirable for a statesman to be honest and proper?]


[At least they need an amount of self-control that matches their political power.]


[Then is B no good? He was honest and proper.]


[Yes, he was honest and proper, but he lacked ability. No matter what kind of saint you are, if you don’t have ability then there is no point. Politics isn’t a competition of morals, at the end of the day it is who can make the country rich.]


[And then C?]


[Since there are only 3 choices, then naturally this is the one I choose.]


[Process of elimination?]


[Basically, but it is process of elimination in a positive sense. If there was a similar politician in Japan, then I would put forward my vote.]


By the way, can you tell me the names of these 3?

As I asked this, God told me the names of A & B.


[The name of candidate A is the 35th President of the United States of America John F. Kennedy. He was a brilliant man that avoided the collapse of the known world by overcoming the Cuban Missile Crisis, a man humanity owes much to. In his private life he took a Hollywood star as his lover and drove her to kill herself. There were also rumors of him dirtying his hands with illegal dealings.]


[I see….]


I grinned.


[The B candidate’s name is Jose Mujica. He was the President of Uruguay, a small South American country.]


[I’ve heard his name before. I believe when he came to Japan it was a big story.]


[He was a standup person, so?]


[I have no reason to disagree, but even so I would not want to choose him as a leader.]




[As I stated earlier, politics isn’t about the means but the results. Instead of a leader as pure as an angel I would rather an intelligent demon like leader.]


[Is this why you choose the C candidate?]


[Yes, at the very least he is capable.]


[By the way you spoke, it seems you know the person’s name.]


[After being told this much anyone would realize who he is. By the way, the very first question you asked me, about the young man, was about {that man}, right?]




[Honestly, don’t ask such roundabout questions. I guess that’s God for you.]


[So then, even knowing the identity of the C candidate, you would still choose him?]


[Yes, out of all the choices, he is the best politician.]


[The best politician? He massacred many people, and is a man that will forever live in infamy?]


[At the same time, he also he rebuilt Germany’s shattered economy and took back his county’s lands.]


[Depends on how you look at it???]


[God, didn’t you say you wanted me to become a dictator?]


[I did. But I didn’t say to become {Hitler}.]


[I will not become another {Hitler}. Even among dictators, there are different types.]




[There are dictators who use their power for their own benefits and there are dictators who use their power to make a better world. I will become the latter.]


[Hitler is famous for being a dictator with no self-interests.]


[Not necessarily. There are signs of him pursuing power in order to deify himself. The point is he pretended to be a meticulous dictator, but he was drunk on his own power. I will not abuse my authority for such things.]


[If you were to come into power, what would you do?]


[I would see if my beliefs are correct.]




[Yes, Absolute power corrupts absolutely. I wish to confirm if this is true.]


[After becoming a dictator, you wish to see if there is someone who won’t become drunk with power?]




[In short, just as I wished, you will become a dictator, right?]


[That is the only choice available to me, right?]


God affirmed this with an “of course.”.


[Soon your soul shall incarnate and come to life. Even though you are being born, you shall retain the memories of your previous life and be called a prodigy.]


[By the way, in this parallel world what will my social standing be? Will I be born into a noble or royal household?]


[No, you will be born into the household of a mere government worker. A lower grade government clerk. That is where you will start your life.]


[In other words, usurp power using only my intelligence, right? I couldn’t ask for anything better than that. You kill me, then revive me, you just do whatever the fuck you want.]


[If you were born into a house of influence from the very beginning, you would rise to power in no time. That would make {observing} you less interesting.]


But, as God continued.


[I will grant you power.]


[Power? Will I be able to use magic?]


[Something similar. No, it’s even more convenient than magic. I will grant you the power to see through the evil intentions of people. That kind of ability.]


[That’s a bit dull.]


[Don’t say that. I’m appraising your skills highly. With just that ability and your magical talent you will rise up to the top for sure.]


As this was said, God’s voice began to trail off.


[…It seems it’s time for us to part. Shortly, you will be born in a lower grade government clerk’s household. There is one thing I forgot to say.]


[Something you forgot to say? After coming this far?]


As I said this my voice began to fade. It seems I don’t have the luxury to complain.


[Your skin will be darkish brown, a rare sight in that world.]


I thought I would be reborn as a black person, but it seems I am mistaken.


God then said this.


[Your ears will be pointed, and your silver hair will be more beautiful than any other.]


As I opened my mouth, those words didn’t reach God. Nor did they reach my own ears.  That is why I silently listened as God dropped one last bomb.


[You will be reborn as a Dark Elf. In addition, you will be a woman. You will be discriminated against and suffer, in the face of those handicaps you will still succeed.]


[W, wait Besides reincarnation, you never said anything about becoming a woman!! I am a man. If I am to reincarnate at least make me a man!! There are male dark elves too, right?!]


As I screamed this, of course God wouldn’t listen anymore.


[Before long, you will be called the greatest dictator ever. At that time, I will appear before you once again.]


God disappeared after leaving those words.

My consciousness bubbled forth and popped, disappearing without a trace. I was incarnated and born into a parallel world.


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The Deadbeat Master and Genius Disciple’s Misunderstood Workshop-Prologue

Prologue: An elixir that came from a reckless remark

Translator’s Note: One of the main characters is called シャルティア (Shalltear). Anyone who is a fan of Overlord will immediately recognize this name.  I wanted to see if I could spell it differently, but sadly this is the only spelling that makes sense. Also the author shortens シャルティア(Shalltear) to シャル,so I’ve decided to translate this to [Shar]; since shorting it to [Shall] will make translating harder later on. So this isn’t me just pushing Overlord onto this novel, the author himself chose this name. Anyway, enjoy!


My name is Granite Range


I’m a nice guy that turns 30 this year, and I am working as what one would call an alchemist.

No, I was working would be more accurate.



As to why, well currently I am living the lifestyle that I once could never stop wishing to be, a deadbeat.



What? Why am I prefacing my introduction with “Once”?

If I am to be frank and explain the reasons behind this.



That reason would be that the person I am currently raising has greatly overestimated the guy who doesn’t have much talent, namely me.



Yes, that person who has amazing skills even beyond anyone’s expectations has mistaken me for a “Great Master”.



[Master, I have just returned! …. What? Why are you in such deep thought? Oh, you’ve probably thought up of a recipe for a new medicine! Please teach me too!] Shalltear



A luxurious chair made from the down feathers of a young dragon, something I could never had dreamed of buying before.

As I sit and sink into the chair, I rub my temples and sigh internally. The door swings open with a bang, and an energetic voice came flooding in.

I was shocked, and I felt my body begin to shake.

Damn, I thought that person wouldn’t be back for a while, so I let my guard down. Shit, Now I’m thinking of a “recipe for a new medicine” ……like hell!

Calm Down, Calm Down



I am the master of Shalltear Range, an alchemist who works for the Royal F, who is only 13 years old.

I have no idea why I’m going through this, but if I say that…

I raise my head while completely suppressing my impatience that took me by surprise.

Then I met the gaze of a young girl who was staring at me after lightly ran up to where I was with a face red with excitement.

And there was I, who wanted to say, Who the hell are you? To the person majestically reflected in her green eyes.



[*Cough* Shar, that was fast. How is the condition of His Highness?] Granite



First, let me just stall for time….

Then in the meantime, I have to “bullshit” some materials and ingredient names for the “recipe” or whatever.

Remembering names was not going well, especially for me who doesn’t have that good of a memory.

But, even so.

Who would have thought the day would come where a poor town alchemist such as myself would utter the words “How is the condition of His Highness?”. You really don’t know what life has in store for you…..



[Ah, that’s right…. Actually, I wanted to ask master about something concerning that.] Shalltear



…. Huh??



W,W,What the hell !?!?!??

As busy as I am, don’t increase my problems!! Don’t bring me some disease that you and His Highness are worried about.!!

Shalltear is shaking while playing with her bright orange hair as if she is incredibly troubled and furrowing her brow.

Of course, she isn’t showing any of this in her face.



[Shar, that’s not good. Not good at all. You are now a full fledge Alchemist. You cannot rely on your master forever. You must solve this on your own. By doing so, you will reach even greater mysteries of Alchemy!] Granite



As I wondered what the hell are the greater mysteries of Alchemy, I was able to run away from advising someone by saying some random words.

Just then Shalltear quickly raised her head, and some tears gathered at the corners of her eyes.

…. Huh?



[Hic. I am sorry, Master…… Once again, I’ve relied on you…. 5 years ago, you saved me when I was starving to death in the slums…. Hic. Then Master gave me the name Shalltear Range, and even became my family…. Without me realizing, I have been spoiled by Master…. Hic. Being an incompetent disciple…! I am truly sorry….!] Shalltear



……Uh, I feel horrible.

Suddenly, this is too heavy…. Way too heavy!!

After hearing her words, I thought [Why did I help her?] as I reflected on that sequence of events.

So, It’s not like I saved her because I have heart overflowing with mercy, or that I sympathized with her since she was starving to death, I did it for myself.

Through and through It was only so I could live comfortably.

To be accurate, “I randomly kidnapped…., No, I scouted a kid with no problems, so I could teach them alchemy and have them support me for the rest of my life” is the reason I saved Shalltear.

To be honest, anyone would have been fine.

It just happened that the first one I laid eyes on was that little girl (at the time I couldn’t even tell the gender).

Furthermore, even the name Shalltear, when I applied at the town hall saying she was a distant relative was just for convenience sake. I didn’t have a single inkling of wanting to become her family or calming her down.

I am such a bastard that you can help but be repulsed, but that is how much I didn’t want to work.

As to why, at that time I constantly muttered “I don’t want to work. Why is that that in this world you have to work to get money? Who the hell thought up this system….? I wanted to be born as a royalty or noble who didn’t have to work and could live a life filled with debauchery.”.

Well but then who would have thought the girl I scouted from the slums would be such a find, and she would be the beginning of me living a live well beyond the means of a small-town alchemist such as myself, it is as if heaven and earth were turned on it’s head.

As I thought back on this, I had to do something about Shalltear who went from sniffling to bawling. Since I am the type of person that speaks before he thinks, I once again started spewing random words.



[Shar…, Don’t cry. You are still an amateur, BUT!! You are the sole disciple of I, Granite Range, and my one and only daughter! I, who is your master and father, shall always be by your side….  Don’t ever forget that even for a second….] Granite



I don’t know what the ”BUT” part was about, my mouth just came up with a nice way to complete this conversation. How should I put it, when it comes to Alchemy skill, Shar is already dozens of levels above me and if anyone it is I who is the amateur.

Then Shar, while wiping away her tears, listened to every word I said, even though I thought what I said didn’t hold much value. As I finished talking, Shar’s small body began to shake, then right after that she tackled me, who had been sitting so gaudily in my chair from the beginning, with tremendous force.

Ugh! I,I’m gonna die…!

Even her physical abilities, thanks to her magical circulation. Shar is pretty dangerous.

Even as a I thought that several of my ribs had broken (they hadn’t), I kept a calm face as to maintain the dignity of being a “Master”.



[Mu,Muwasteer!! Hic. I, I… I… I am truly happy that I became MMaster’s disciple… I am so happy… For MMaster’s sake I will do anything. I will do anything… … Right…, The county that doesn’t accurately gauge Masters great abilities, First I will ….] Shalltear



As I was patting her on the back, suddenly in a small voice Shar started to whisper, Dark magical essence brought on by her dark emotions started to seep from her body.

Now what’s wrong!??!?

I don’t know what’s going on, but the country has accurately gauged my abilities.

As I think about it, it seems I can never remove the mask that is being the “Great Master”, I thought about what I would say next before opening my mouth, something that is rare for me.



[R,Right Shar. Let’s get back on topic, earlier you asked if I had an idea for a new recipe. Actually, it’s just as you said. Do you mind helping me get my ideas organized?] Granite



As I said that, Shar shook as if shocked, while still clinging to me looked up.

[Y,Yes! I,I don’t know if someone such as I can be of any help, but please ask!!] Shalltear



[Um, Well then. I was thinking of a new medicine where “Salmalia grass rhizome”, “Yugrena fire stone”, and “Grendola liver” is used. Do you understand what I mean by this?] Granite
By the way I don’t understand.

Well, I just lined up whatever I thought of, you know.



[“Salmalia grass rhizome”, “Yugrena fire stone”, and “Grendola liver” … correct? That is a very weird combination…] Shalltear
As Shar slightly increased the strength she is holding me with, I flinch at what she said.

What, Is it no good? Is this one of those “you should never mix” combinations? I could feel cold sweat running down my back.
[“Salmalia grass rhizome” is a plant ingredient that has a large amount of earth magical power, as an alchemic ingredient it is exalted for having growth properties, as well as having nutritional effects. “Yugrena fire stone” if I’m not mistaken has the effect of stopping miasma from building for a short period of time in regards to magical circulation, and if ingested the blood vessels will expand to their limits inviting death, a truly dangerous poison. Or so I believe. With that combination and then adding magic power, a new effect never before seen will be born…. …W,Wait! I got it!] Shalltear


Halfway through I had no Idea what she was saying, but I am so happy she got it. As she looked at me with her eyes opened in surprise, I felt relief looking at Shar as she stared up at me.

Well, I hit it big believing in the excellence of my disciple.
[It can’t be, Master knew of His Highness’s “illness” from the beginning……. were you there!?! Did you foresee that I would be at a loss of what medicine to use, so you went to the trouble of thinking one up!? ] Shalltear



[Wha! Uh, Yes Yes. You are correct. Heh, it seems I still have a ways to go….huh. Even though I push for you to be independent, I just wind up helping you so easily. It seems that the previous lecture I gave you should probably be given to me. Since I am a master that can’t let go of their disciple, you being a disciple that can’t let go of their master is only to be expected. I am sorry.] Granite



[No…! There is no way…! But I, am so happy…! Just how much Master is thinking about me, of course I thought I knew… To think it was more than what I thought. I’m just so happy…! I lov… Wait, no! Um, Of course as to be expected of my Master!] Shalltear
As Shar spoke with some dried tears remaining and a beaming smile and I breathed a sigh relief as I, once again, was able to overcome a dangerous trial.
Well…, I am spent….

Compared to this, the days where I halfheartedly made some potions scrapping by day to day might have been easier….

As I felt Shar’s child-like warmth, without realizing I began to have these thoughts as if pulling the cart before the horse

….By the way, The new medicine Shar discovered “elixir “completely cured the incurable disease that was plaguing His Highness. At that time there was no way for me to know that our house would soon be moved to a mansion that doesn’t fail in comparison to a High Nobel’s residence. And the lower middle class person that is I would have his heart troubled more and more.




Reincarnated as a Dark Elf ~The strongest magician conquers a parallel world~Prologue 1

Prologue Reincarnation 1

When I awoke I was in a space with nothing in it.
If there is no sky, then there can be no earth.
If there is no warmth, then there can be no cold.
No darkness or light. That is the kind of place I was in.

[Why am I here?]

Suddenly, such a philosophical question welled up inside me.
There as someone to answer that question.
A voice resonated inside of my head.
It was a voice that was too low to be a woman’s and yet too high to be a man’s.
That voice, which was androgynous, called itself God.

[God? Don’t fuck with me.]

At that moment, anger started to build up inside of me.

God is dead.

There is no need to even quote the words of Nietzsche, the 19th century philosopher.
From the beginning, there was no such thing as God.


When humanity discovered the means to treat illness by removing the cause, God wasn’t there.
When humanity spread unparalleled wars throughout history, God wasn’t there.
When humanity left earth, God wasn’t there.

In the several hundred thousand years humanity has appeared on this earth and civilization being built in the orient, during that time, where was God?

What was the transcendental being called God doing?
What did that being bring about in the world?
The answer is nothing. God brought nothing about it the world, that’s all.

God never intervened with humanity. God only ignored humanity and watched over our foolish actions.

With that kind of existence appearing out of nowhere, even if it calls itself God, I’m troubled with how to deal with it.

[God is dead. Don’t talk to me.]

As I spit out those words, the conversation didn’t end as I wanted.
The being that called itself God spoke to me.

[So you hate God. Is that right?]

[I do.]

[What exactly do you hate?]

[I hate the way you bluntly enter someone’s mind just like now.]

Besides…, as I continued.
[God killed me. I am not an idiot who would be friendly with the person that killed me.]

[Are you saying that I killed you?]

[Am I mistaken? If so, I’ll apologize.]

[There is no need to apologize.]

[Just as I thought, you did kill me.]

Before I knew it, I clicked my tongue
Memories came flooding in like a muddy stream.
Memories of being a salaryman in a country called Japan.
Memories of working like a horse.
Then the memories of collapsing at that company.
I know I didn’t die from overworking.
My health management was perfect and naturally my body was healthy.

During the medical examination I had last month, The doctor said I had the body of someone in their early 20’s. And the doctor gave my health a stamp of approval.

There is no way I would die suddenly.
Some supernatural power at work is the only thing that can explain me dying.
In reality, my guess wasn’t wrong.
On top of confirming this, the being calling itself God began to explain why he killed me.

[You who detests God, you have committed several sins.]

[Oh, What sins?]

[The seven deadly sins. {Gluttony} {Lust} {Greed} {Wrath} {Sloth} {Jealousy} {Pride}, you are a sinner that has committed all of them.]

[You may have a point.]

Gluttony. I was a gourmet. I ate what I liked as much as I liked with within the means of my income.

Lust. As much as anyone else.
But, having a wife would be troublesome, when it came to women I used money to deal with it.

Greed, there was some of that.
Being in my 30’s and having a decent position in my company was all due to my greed.

Wrath, I’ve experienced this as well.
Incompetent superiors, self-indulgent workers, I constantly detested that company that had no order.

Sloth, there was also that.
As I learned of those superiors and workers that I detested, I didn’t strive to reform the company. All I did was feel contempt and looked down on them.

Jealousy, there were also feelings like that. I remember being disgusted seeing incompetent people be given prominent positions in the company.

Pride. ——well there is no need to explain that, now is there.

In short, I am in violation of the original sins of an Arabic based monolithic religion.
So, what of it?
How many people in this world are free of sin?
The answer is zero.
There is no such person.
If there was such a person, then they wouldn’t be human.
I am a prideful person and I am aware that I am a bad person.

Compared to people who aren’t aware of their sins or people who are aware yet won’t admit their faults, I am a lot better than them.

As I concerned myself with such thoughts, an applause rang out in my head.
The one applauding was God.

[Why, are you applauding?]

[Because I think your arrogance is magnificent.]

[Well, that is an honor.]

[A normal human cannot be that arrogant. Much less after dying and in the middle of meeting with God, no one could behave in that way. Some are struck with fear, some try to curry favor, people normally fall into one of these 2 groups. In this, you have transcended these choices. Such great {Pride}.]

[Pride that has received the approval of God, huh. Then allow me to pridefully ask; God, why did you kill me? Why did you speak to me? If I am the very incarnation of Pride, then wouldn’t it have been better to drop me into Hell as is.]

[Indeed, that also isn’t a bad option. But, don’t you think that Hell would be a bit lukewarm for a man as prideful as you?]

[Now, I’ve never seen Hell before, so I don’t know.]

[Lukewarm. For a man like you, even the fires of Hell would be tepid. That’s why I have prepared another route for you.]

[Another route? Is there a place more painful then Hell?]

[There is.]

[Oh, I would love to hear what that is.]

[It’s {Reincarnation}.]


I scoffed as I heard those words.

[Is there something funny?]

[Of course it’s funny. While talking about the seven deadly sins of an Arabic based monolithic religion, the next thing out of your mouth is reincarnation. Anyone would laugh at that.]

Reincarnation is a Buddhist term.
…is what I declared.

[I see, you do have a point. But, even though I am a being called God, as I am unique I am not the only one. Such beings do exist together in a faraway place.]

[If a monolithic religion follower heard this, those words would throw them into a rage.]

[Yet, it is the truth. Thus I, as one of the numerous gods that exist, has decided that you should not exist in this world. I’ve decided you belong in another dimension.]

[Another Dimension?]

[Simply put, a parallel world.]

[I see, this development is just like a cheap novel.]

In recent years, it seems if you go online you will see countless stories with the events that I’m currently going through.

This is too rich. I suddenly started to laugh.
As I laughed to myself, I asked god.

[In short, I have died by your hands, and I am to be sent to another world?]


[And what am I to do there?]

Am I to work like a corporate slave, as I did in Japan.
As I asked, God denied this.

[By no means, as If I would waste a genius such as yourself?]

As God said this, the next words were unexpected.


[I will have you become a dictator.]


The moment God declared this, I was enveloped in light.

This being the sign that my body and soul had completely vanished from earth is something I would only realize after I began my journey in a parallel world.