The Male Lead Is Obsessed With My Health Chapter 323

Magitech engineers.

Alongside healers, they were among the top two contributors to the Mage Tower’s income, yet internally they were treated as nothing more than artifact generators—never truly acknowledged as mages.

All they ever heard was ridicule, remarks like “You’re really bragging while doing something that easy?”

And yet, magitech engineers had dreams of their own—dreams of being acknowledged by everyone. No matter how hard they tried, however, they couldn’t discover theories that would overturn academia, nor invent brilliant magical formulas.

As that accumulated sense of inferiority gnawed away at their pride and finally shattered it—

That was born.

[RRR Mana Engine Mrk.1]

The first mana engine to ever appear in the world failed to prove its usefulness and was dismissed as just another mediocre invention.

Yes—if not for that person.

Our savior.

That individual appeared out of nowhere, revealed the true value of the [RRR Mana Engine Mrk.1] to the world, and then claimed they’d done nothing at all—crediting everything to the magitech engineers.

But the results that person brought left the magitech engineers trembling.

Even if they couldn’t invent new magic.
Even if they couldn’t propose theories or opinions that would shock academia!

They could change the world.

The mana engine was the key that would present an entirely new paradigm of transportation never before seen—and an invention with even greater potential beyond that.

It gave a new vision to magitech engineers who had previously been treated as nothing more than artifact generators.

With the advent of automobiles, magitech began seeping into everyday life. It was the moment when magitech—previously stuck at a rudimentary level—took a decisive step forward.

As they grew in both scale and confidence, they felt the need for a space of their own and left the Mage Tower.

That place was the magitech engineers’ workshop.

And the result of all magitech engineers unanimously agreeing—moved to tears—to erect a symbol of a new era:

On the first floor lobby, displayed for all visitors to see—

A statue of their savior.

Why… am I here?

Arellin froze upon coming face-to-face with the statue she’d only heard about in rumors.

 

 

 

* * *

 

 

What about my portrait rights…

The magitech engineers looked proudly at me as I shuddered in embarrassment.

Stop smiling so warmly!

Everyone who’s visited here so far has seen this thing…

A wave of humiliation washed over me.

“Ahem. It’s a masterpiece by the great master Georges René. We begged him for months to create it……”

“Oh.”

A master’s work?

Then I can’t even tell them to take it down?

As I desperately wracked my brain for a way to remove this monstrosity, even worse news followed.

“……”

Those sparkling eyes fixed solely on me were overwhelming.

It felt like they were expecting something.

“Uh……”

“……!”

“Well, um— it’s well made.”

Beaming smile!

To be honest, the sight of all the magitech engineers breaking into huge grins the moment I spoke was terrifying.

What is this, this is scary……

No wonder they’d been sending invitations morning, noon, and night without a single day off.

I’d sensed an unspoken madness in that—and came because it felt like something terrible would happen if I didn’t.

“We’re honored that it meets your approval, Lady Arellin!”

“Good thing we commissioned Georges René. A workshop’s first floor should have art like this!”

“Then on the second floor……”

“Should we put statues on every floor?”

“Let’s put another statue on the rooftop!”

Stop building statues!

They’d erected this one when I was believed dead, so they hadn’t needed Halbern’s permission—but they wouldn’t be able to do that now.

Resolving to firmly refuse if any request to build more statues reached Halbern, I pretended not to hear and walked past them.

Immediately, magitech engineers rushed over to guide me.

“The first floor is mainly reception rooms for clients, and offices for administrative staff.”

“The artifact shop is on the second floor—please take anything you like! Consider it a souvenir!”

“From the third floor onward is our workshop. This team here modifies mana engines……”

Mana engines could do everything modern engines could.

And even things modern engines could not.

“That is…….”

A Gund—robot?

When I stopped in front of something that reminded me of a famous robot anime, a small bespectacled man came running over, panting.

“This is a golem!”

“A golem?”

“Hehe. It’s designed to do things people find difficult. What do you think—my masterpiece!”

What do I think?
It looks like a dungeon boss.

“It’s not complete yet, but this one will definitely make people’s lives more comfortable!”

“How?”

“The golem you’re looking at does laundry for people. It frees them from washing clothes!”

“…….”

How did a dungeon boss become a washing machine……

They were also developing golems for grocery shopping, cooking, even development work—and there was only one thing I felt from all this.

These people desperately want to be freed from housework.

They said they were currently rotating shifts to handle chores.

This golem carried their tear-jerking desire to escape housework and focus solely on research.

“Do you see it?! Our tremendous effort!”

I do see it. Their willpower.

Judging by their proud smiles, they seemed very fond of the laundry golem.

Honestly, it was kind of revolutionary. I’d only seen the laundry one so far, but they were developing others too. A domestic labor revolution in a romance fantasy world—something even modern society hadn’t fully achieved.

Yes. Endless housework is scarier than dungeon bosses.

“Is there anything you’d like, Lady Arellin? We’ll develop it for you!”

The magitech engineers boldly declared they’d repay their debt.

In that case, I won’t hold back.

“A teleport gate.”

“? Those already exist, don’t they?”

“They’re only in the Mage Tower. It’s inconvenient. I’d like a portable teleport gate.”

“…….”

I didn’t even ask for unlimited warping—this seemed reasonable to me, but apparently not.

“Then… a smartphone?”

“What’s that?”

“It’s a handheld device capable of real-time communication, messaging, internet searches—”

“A phone? Internet?”

“What’s that?”

The magitech engineers murmured among themselves.

“A phone is like a palm-sized video communication device, and the internet is… a virtual world where anyone can easily connect and talk. Hmm.”

“…….”

At my continued explanation, their mouths fell open.

“Is it possible?”

Head shake.

It seemed my ambition to watch Y*Tube and N*flix in this world was still a long, long way off.

 

 

* * *

 

 

After the imperial ball ended, Valer handled his backlog of duties as Grand Duke of Halbern—for the first time in a very long while.

Until then, he’d stayed in the background, letting his proxy Mehen take the lead. This time, however, he stepped forward and cleanly resolved everything himself.

No matter how capable Mehen was, there were issues—factional disputes among vassals, embezzlement—that he couldn’t easily touch due to status and other constraints. Those were settled in one sweep.

It wasn’t particularly difficult.

Their lord was the Grand Duke of Halbern, and Valer had simply tossed a sword in front of them and asked,

“Do you have anything to say?”

The vassals who remembered Halbern’s true nature trembled violently, confessing every sin and correcting their behavior.

Everyone assumed at least one person would be purged—but unexpectedly, Valer forgave them all.

Of course, it wasn’t out of mercy.

“If I grind them all down, I’ll have to refill the empty positions……”

“…….”

He looked annoyed just thinking about it.

“Behave yourselves.”

“Y-yes.”

Though Valer spared those who hadn’t crossed his line, the vassals couldn’t exactly rejoice just because their heads were still attached.

You never know what tomorrow brings.

In any case, the fact that the long-silent Halbern had begun moving put everyone on edge.

Contrary to fears that something catastrophic might happen, Valer didn’t press further—he ended things after tidying up internal matters.

The next place Valer headed to, after personally setting everything in order, was Halbern’s secret archive.

 

 

* * *

 

 

 

It had been a very long time since Valer entered Halbern’s secret archive.

A place greeted by a dream fairy that looked like an ugly stuffed elephant doll—practically Halbern’s secret tomb.

It was a place he both loved and hated.

Once, it had been the only window through which he could confirm his sister was alive—and the place that forced her to witness his misery.

“It’s been a while.”

After his sister’s death, Valer had never returned here. He hadn’t had the luxury, and he’d also been afraid of confirming her death too clearly.

“?”

But perhaps because it had been so long—

The scenery of the secret archive was nothing like he remembered.

Everything was shattered and destroyed.

“Did someone unleash magic in here?”

He knew it wasn’t a place that could collapse from a few spells, but the ruin before him made his brow furrow.

Still, as the key-holding head of the family, he pushed through the wreckage and headed first to his own library.

“…….”

Valer froze at the sight before him.

What is this?

His library—the largest, holding the most volumes—had been completely destroyed.