Chapter 6: Chapter 6 - Thalia's Genius Plan
As the sun rose, signaling the awakening of the world, a man could be seen, or more accurately, taking laborious steps due to the sheer weight of his body.
"Haa...haaa...water,"
I gasped for breath, calling upon a maid to bring me a much-needed drink.
Why, you might wonder, was I putting myself through this exercise? To shed a few pounds? Well, in a world with magic, traditional exercise seemed rather unnecessary.
You see, this excess weight was a result of an overabundance of mana within my body. Confused? Allow me to explain.
Imagine you eat a hearty meal, and instead of causing indigestion, your body stores it as fat. That's what's happening here.
My body, laden with excessive mana, had chosen to manifest it as excess weight. But here's the catch – my unique physique allowed me to conceal this mana-related obesity effectively.
So why was I sweating it out with this seemingly futile exercise? It all boiled down to wanting a peaceful life.
To achieve that, I needed to keep a low profile.
Unlike those overpowered protagonists who grew weary of their godly strength, my aim was simple: maintain a low profile until the academy starts, four months from now.
The academy was the gathering place for nobles, a hub where people of noble birth congregated.
It was more than just an educational institution; it was a networking hub for forging connections and relationships.
He relented, much to my annoyance. His overprotectiveness never ceased to amaze me, but I knew what I had to do. I had meticulously planned my mana training, and it was time to put that plan into action.
"Very well, then. I will take my leave in two days,"
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Thalia's POV
As usual, I roamed the mansion and stumbled upon a peculiar sight – a rather portly man reclining on a litter while a small army of servants fussed over him.
My mind wandered to that old story about a girl who kissed a frog, transforming it into a prince.
Absurd, I thought, comparing a frog to this man, who was more akin to a hippo, albeit a somewhat cute one.
His face wasn't bad, though perhaps a tad too round for my taste.
But then, a peculiar notion crossed my mind. What if I could use him to gain control over the county?
In exchange, I could keep him by my side as a sort of living decoration, like a sofa or a bed.
As I gazed at him, I couldn't help but think that it might just be the best idea I'd ever had.
"Yes, well done, Thalia," I mused to myself for getting a alive teddy.