Our Hero stands more and more firmly on his feet in this not-so-new World. The Emperors and the Rector of the Magic Academy do not hesitate to talk to him personally. Kings open the doors of the bedrooms of their wives and daughters, as well as the Arsenals, the Treasury and the Treasury. But, for some reason, this does not make life any easier. And again the road spreads under his feet, and again there is dust, again a weapon in his hands... But he wanted to draw and draw at the drawing board!.. But, but who will ask him?