The Invisible Things

Gawain had high hopes for the young man before him who had created Magic Shadow Plays.

Fielm would receive direct sponsorship from the Cecil royal family. The team he needed, the funding he needed, the equipment he needed, and the venue he needed would all be provided.

Gawain had never minded someone else thinking of an idea before this transmigrator did, nor did he mind someone else carrying it out in his place. He had long understood that a person's energy and talents were limited. He could not possibly build every aspect needed to run an entire society by himself. In the end, all of it had to be accomplished by the "people" who made up that society.

And after speaking with Melitapornia, after she had subtly pointed out the crucial information regarding "society's spontaneous development" and the dangers of "the descent of the Machine God," he became even more convinced of his approach—devoting his energy to advancing society, allowing the public to build their own lives, rather than having him, a transmigrator, conjure things out of thin air.

Of course, as an experienced person, he still needed to offer some corrections and reminders when certain new things were immature in their early stages—that was all he needed to do.

"Your Majesty, I... am deeply grateful," Fielm said. Once he learned how much support he would receive, his surprise and excitement were easy to imagine. "I definitely won't disappoint your expectations. I'll make the finest Magic Shadow Play and dedicate it to you!"

"Don't make something to dedicate to me," Gawain immediately shook his head. "That wasn't why you created Magic Shadow Plays in the first place. Your Magic Shadow Plays are for more ordinary people to watch, for those who cannot enter a theater. Just write the stories you