A typical day to Xavier's reading of Frederic's letters. Although they were not important things, Frederic has a habit of gossip. That's how Xavier found out, what the world thinks about him.

It's been a week since the kidnapping of the general's daughter.

And because people like to bloom things, Xavier has become a hero all the way.

Of course, there were rumors that he could steal energy.

But the rumors were so mixed, that nobody believed it.

That saved Xavier. He didn't know how to deal with it. However, the world always tends to believe a lie faster than a cruel truth.

In the abundance of letters, Xavier received a letter with unknown writing.

The young disciple of the general Sigismund asked to be hired, as his assistant.

There was something Xavier was about to do. It was not that they were not candidates, but they were not too smart.

Instead of spending hours choosing someone, why not accept a general disciple.

Simply, Xavier asked for some information from Frederic.

When Xavier received the Frederic letter, it was more like a eulogy.

His name is Sebastian.

Praise him as a great future general.

Mostly words of admiration.

If he wasn't under the pact, probably wouldn't have written so favorably about him. It was a sincere opinion.

However, what attracted Xavier's attention was that this Sebastian is the 25th most powerful man in the world. That was something to praise. Especially for his age. He could keep it as a personal guard.

Xavier always wondered who is making this list?

Xavier wrote a letter accepting his proposal.

He wrote it so quickly because was too lazy and tired to do things alone.

The tasks, for the schools, were almost completed and several things had to be prepared.

Xavier had to enter the business market. It wasn't happy with his salary. Perhaps if an official, knew of what Xavier think, would hit him to the death.

Xavier isn't so interested in money.

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It is interested in power.

And power is made with money.

Besides, it needs information, and he doesn't have access to the nation information organization. Xavier doesn't even know who's behind.

Had to make his own intelligence agency. However, this demands time, money and contacts.

At the moment, Xavier has only time. And it's pretty short.

He spent months organizing schools.

Though, he needed them. So he could cover the whole territory and have a base for the agency.

The basics are necessary.

There was an invitation, in the pile of letters. The Peace Ball!

The place where the rulers of the highest kingdoms meet.

It is the first year when Xavier is sent there as a representative. His siblings usually deal with it. But being peace, brothers in charge of the army can't go.

With recent contributions, the Emperor sent him as a representative.

The Emperor has favored him lately. That can cause problems. But Xavier didn't want to decline the invitation.

There were representatives of the highest countries.

It was normal to want to see.

Anyway, there is no better thing to do. All the remaining things are done, by the servants.

And the library already has a good organization system.

There may be someone who wants to kill him.

Or the person who investigated him. That person is sure there.

[If I were in his place, I would surely come]

It's the best place to see your future enemies. Or friends. Xavier needs friends.

He's already got enemies right now.

It didn't believe in the word "friend" or in his meaning. Just if there is a relationship of respect and no betrayal, for him is enough.

And because he couldn't get there dressed like a farmer, Xavier asked for a new set of clothes. He even gave a few tips from his world.

Xavier didn't want to stay in the shadow. He stood in the shadow of his old life and died.

This life is a prince, why not take advantage of it.

And if he needs to stay in the shade, he can do it. The greatest hiding place is at sight.

If you portray yourself, as a perfect person.

Besides, it started to like the clothes here.

They are like Arabic clothes in his life. They are comfortable and look good.

Of course, had to be careful with the guard around him.

It will be theoretically, the weakest person out there.

Although, Xavier usually doesn't kill his problems, with his own hands.

He wasn't a sporty guy. Not even in this past life.

Still, one thing is sure, he always liked, to kill his enemies.

A dead person, can't get back up. In both worlds, it is so.

After he finished all things on the agenda, Xavier rested. It's been a long time since the dream end.

He didn't understand why he did not always have them?

Hell has always been a mystery to him. He didn't even believe in him. But now he's afraid of him.

[What does Xavier do? Has he accommodated there? ]