If You Travel Through Time and Become a Noble, Stop Farming.

What does magic look like? ——Can we get the mathematical equation of a fixed phenomenon by drawing a fixed pattern and chanting a fixed phrase? ——Is it the material logic that if you offer a certain amount of sacrifices and drink a certain amount of magic potion, you can get a certain amount of effects? However, when his soul traveled to Cole, the six-year-old son of the down-and-out baron, he discovered that magic was not that simple. —— "Kole, remember, there are no so-called theories that are eternally valid in the world, only conjectures that cannot be proven. Magic is a hanging garden built with such conjectures, shaky but fantastic." —— "It's been two hundred years. I've been trying to find out the origin of magic for two hundred years, and you did it! You did it! I curse you! I curse you!" —— "All individuals who claim to have intelligence, whether they are living beings, undead, or intellectual individuals born from lower species, you are all equal because of your own intelligence, and you can all enjoy the freedom of love equally. Such equality, such love, I will admit it, I will allow it, and I will forgive it!" ... This is actually the story of a guy who traveled through time and became an aristocratic young master, and wanted to live a lazy, lazy and comfortable life in a different world.