I Became a Foreign Worker Loved by Transcendents

After finishing the day’s work and returning, I checked Airi’s condition and prepared for the next day.

For the past two months, I’ve followed this routine, but there were times when I had to stay long-term in a distant place.

The reason I could be somewhat free from the resulting anxiety was that a reliable helper stayed by her side in my absence.

“So, you mean you’ll be on a subjugation mission for the next six months?”

“Yes, so I won’t be able to return to the capital for a while.”

In the workshop located in the basement of the mansion.

There, Tashian, who was in the middle of making equipment, began to touch the sword she had just finished.

The surface was gradually carved with grooves by the mana in her fingernail, and the inscriptions made by her delicate touch were a type of magical script called ‘runes’.

Were these concepts that existed in this world since humans created writing?