August 25, 1613 Central Calendar, 10:00

Soldiers of the Holy Milishial Imperial Army’s 39th Motorized Infantry Brigade were holding their position on a plain in south central part of the country. Across them, a flat expanse mainly consisted of dry grass spread out, ended in a small hill where what appears to be a cave can be seen.

This morning, a group of miners have reported the discovery of a ruin most likely left behind by the Ancient Sorcerous Empire filled by dormant monsters in strange liquid-filled tubes. As a response, the military have ordered the local garrison to evacuate the nearby towns and prepare an operation to exterminate the monsters. The soldiers are finishing setting up ice magic stone-cooled machine guns, barbed wire fences, and sandbags. In a command tent in the rear, a soldier reported to his superior.

“Sir, all units are finished preparations and are waiting for your orders.”

“Good. Are the people from Ancient Ministry here yet?”

“They should be here in a few minutes.”

The brigade commander, an elf, nodded and glanced at his watch.

“I hope they are not too late, otherwise we may have to start the operation without them.”

A few minutes later, the tent’s curtain opened, and an army officer came in, followed by a woman in her late 20s. She has a medium-length dark brown hair tied up in an unkempt ponytail with bangs parted down the middle and was wearing square glasses. She also wears a civilian clothing, indicating that she did not belong to the military.

“Nice to meet you. I am Robin Calvello, sent here by the Ministry of Ancient Sorcerous Empire Countermeasures.” The woman greeted, holding her hand.

“I am Artur Yugra, commander of the 39th Motorized Infantry Brigade.” The commander replied as he shook Robin’s hand.

“I hope we’re not too late?”

“No, actually there are no signs of movement from the ruins yet, although our mana detector has detected at least 5.000 of them this morning, and it is possible that there are still more inside the ruins.”

Robin nodded, “I see. But now that the interior of the ruins has been exposed to outside elements, it’s only a matter of time before the dormant monsters awakened. Commander Yugra, if possible, please avoid causing damage to the ruins.”

“We’ll try,” was Yugra’s curt reply.

One hour later, the sun was beginning to reach its peak. The soldiers in the trenches were struggling to endure the sweltering heat in the plains where there are no vegetations in sight. Finally, from the entrance of the ruins, numerous creatures began to appear. The scouts reported to Yugra.

“Enemy movement detected, the scouts have reported mostly goblins and Goblin Lords.”

“Finally. Tell the artillery to open fire as soon as they reached the plains. Use fire magic.”

The artillery unit consisting of 152 mm magic cannons began preparations to fire as per Yugra’s orders. The individual cannons were connected to several truck-mounted magic engines by cables, transmitting the magic energy required to charge the cannon.

“Magic cannon automatic spell chanting completed, attribute ratio 20 explosion, 80 flame, charging progress 70% …80% …90% …100%! Ready to fire!”

The muzzle glowed faint red light, and small particles were being sucked into the cannon. Meanwhile, the monsters started to approach the defensive position, lumbering instead of running.

“They are so slow.”

Hearing Yugra’s comment, Robin chimed in, “The fact that they are rather mindlessly walking towards the largest concentration of humans makes it possible that there is no superior unit to control them.”

“So, are you saying that we won’t encounter a Nosgorath unit?”

“Very likely, Commander.”

Yugra nodded.

“If anything, it will make our work easier.”

“FIRE!”

With a thunderous roar, the sound of gunfire echoed across the plains. The shells trailed red lights and exploded upon impacting the enemy, incinerating the monsters with the unleashed fire magic. Not only that, the shells also burned the dry grass, creating a scene of wildfire straight from hell, causing the poor soldiers in the trenches on the front to suffer even more unbearable heat. Any monster who somehow managed to reach the position near the trenches were then picked one by one by the riflemen and the machine gunners.

August 30, 1613 Central Calendar

Leiden

The news of a successful Army extermination of monsters emerging from a discovered Ancient Sorcerous Empire ruin is being broadcasted on the local news network on the magical monitor. Meteos watched it disinterestedly, his mind was on somewhere else.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

The telephone rang. With high expectations, he got up from the couch and walked towards the phone.

“Roguerider residence speaking.”

“Meteos! It’s me, William.”

The sound of Walman’s father sounded from the other side.

“Do you remember the other day when I told you there are people who are interested in your work? Well, one of them just came to my house.”

“Really!? Alright, Mr. Falkenhausen, I will come immediately!”

Ten minutes later, when he reached Falkenhausen Residence, he was suddenly tackled by a crazy bespectacled woman who bombarded him with various questions.

“Are you the one who created that magic conductive radar!? Where did you learn that!? Why are you so short!? Is your silver hair real!?”

And many more.

“For the gods’ sake, Robin! Calm down! You’re scaring him!” A voice called out from behind.

The woman paused and take a better look at Meteos, the poor boy was staring at her with wide, trembling eyes.

“Oops! I’m sorry for my rudeness. My name is Robin Calvello, a researcher from the Runepolis Magic Academy. I came here after my former boss told me that he found something interesting. Imagine my surprise that he showed me an actual, working magic conductive radar, built using ordinary factory’s tools, by a pair of young teenagers, no less!” She exclaimed enthusiastically while shaking Meteos’ hand.

“Me-Meteos Roguerider.”

William, who just standing there with his son, called out.

“How about we talk inside?”

“Yes, of course.”

The conversation continued.

“So, once again, Meteos and Walman, I’ve been told about your work by Mr. William, my former boss, so I came here from Runepolis as soon as I can to see it myself and then report it to my superiors if it’s true.” Robin spoke.

Meteos nodded, “Yes, I and my friend built that machine.”

“I am very impressed with your homemade radar. And my question is, what motivated you to build such machine, it can’t be just an ordinary summer project, isn’t it?” The woman asked, her glasses gleaming.

“Yeah, Meteos, you just suddenly asked me to help you and then you said you want to announce it to the world?” Walman turned to his friend.

Meteos closed his eyes and exhaled.

“Actually, I wanted to impress someone in the government or the military for them to support me and make an even more powerful radar, and…”

“And?”

“…and I would like to enter Runepolis Magic Academy.”

Robin hummed. The Runepolis Magic Academy, located in the capital, is the most advanced and prestigious educational institution in the entire Holy Milishial Empire, or even the world. For Meteos, the RMA, which has the advanced facilities to develop even more advanced technologies, is a perfect environment for him to start his technological reforms. He also knew that his friend always wanted to enter said school.

“I see, I will talk to the higher-ups to approve your request, although I am pretty sure that they will accept it. After all, it wouldn’t be smart to let someone with potential go waste.”

Meteos grinned widely, “Thank you very much, Miss Calvello!”

“Ah, don’t be so formal, call me Robin.”

“Alright, Miss Robin! See, Walman? I told you something good will happen!” He nudged his friend as he spoke.

“Y-yeah… heh.” Walman laughed lightly while shaking his head.

Meteos walked home with high spirits. And three days later, both Meteos and Walman received invitation letters from the Runepolis Magic Academy. They will start the new semester this fall in the capital.

Currently Publicly Available Information

M1591 RIFLE

A five-shot, bolt-action, internal magazine-fed military rifle, the standard issue for the Holy Milisihial Empire's armed forces. Introduced in the year 1591, it incorporated lessons learned from observing the Mu Civil War. It is one of the most mass-produced military bolt action rifles in the world.

Specifications

- Mass: 4 kg

- Length: 1.232 mm

- Barrel Length: 730 mm

- Cartridge: 7.62×54mmR Imperial Ammunition

- Action: Bolt action

- Muzzle Velocity: 865 m/s

- Effective Range: 500 m

- Feed System: 5-round non-detachable magazine, loaded individually or with 5-round stripper clips

Omake

In order to raise more money for his next project, Meteos decided to write a book chronicling his previous life. It was published as a novel called “Summoning Japan”, a fantasy novel telling the story of a fictional island nation called Japan which suddenly appeared northeast of Rodenius Continent in the year 1639 Central Calendar. The country, which was suddenly blown from their home world, diplomatically works hard to survive and maintain peace, as well as influencing the world’s politics with their presence.

The novel was met with mixed reception. Surprisingly, for a novel written by a Milishian, Japan, the fictional country in the novel, is depicted as a very advanced mechanical civilization. This drew harsh criticisms from Holy Milishial Empire’s conservative politicians who claimed that there is no way in this world that a mechanical civilization can match the magical civilization, even more so with Japan’s portrayal which is depicted as having the technology equal to, or even more advanced than the legendary Ancient Sorcerous Empire. They also criticized the portrayal of the Holy Milishial Empire which in the novel, found itself outmatched by the main nation and the Gra Valkas Empire, another summoned nation which also surprisingly, a mechanical civilization depicted as being more advanced several decades behind Mu, but seventy years behind Japan.

Meanwhile in Mu, the novel became a bestseller, with people debating the possibility of advanced technologies depicted in the novel. As for the Third Civilization, the Parpaldia Empire banned the book due to the portrayal of the empire as ‘being utterly defeated by a bunch of barbarians.’

In addition, the novel also sparked conspiracy theories about what the Annonrial Empire in the southern lands was hiding and the real identity of the Emissaries of the Sun God, which in the novel, is being depicted as the ancestors of the Japanese people. Critics also praised the novel for coming up with a detailed lore of Japan’s former home world. A number of fans who are not satisfied with the novel began to make their own versions of it, often replacing Japan with their own fictional countries. These fanmade stories spread around the communities and became known as ‘fanfictions.’ Not limited to Summoning Japan, people also start to write their own fanfictions of other famous novels.

What childish fantasy