Animation Producer in a Fantasy World

The Tersian Barony is basically a very harsh place for people to live.

This is because there are more rugged mountains than arable land within the barony.

But if you ask whether the barony is so poor that there’s no hope, that’s not the case either.

This is because the barony is located at a strategic point of transportation, sandwiched between various territories in the center of the empire.

So the barony was earning considerable profits through tolls or intermediary trade.

To make an analogy, the barony is like Switzerland in Europe.

A bat-like country that sucks up all the benefits while sandwiched between great powers, and quickly declares neutrality when it feels threatened.

Because of this characteristic of the barony, various nobles of the empire often gathered in the Tersian Barony for meetings.

The reason was simple. It was convenient to gather because it was a transportation hub.

It wasn’t a bad thing for the Tersian Barony either.

Every time the nobles visited the barony, they would spend money lavishly, if only for their own prestige.

But for me, the nobles’ visits were nothing more than a source of stress.

Because.

“No, no! A countryside with nothing interesting is not fun at all!”

“Hmm. I’m sorry, but I can’t help it either, Charlotte. Because even this father didn’t come to visit this rural backwater family because he wanted to.”

Certainly, that wasn’t wrong, but it wasn’t something to say in front of the second son of that rural backwater family.

“So, Young Lord Tersian, I have a request. I hear rumors that you are a very excellent magician. If so, would it be possible for you to use magic that can alleviate my daughter’s boredom?”

“…..”

It seemed that the noble in front of me thought I was a circus performer doing tricks on the street.

I felt quite displeased to be treated like this, as I was a valuable talent who had deeply imprinted the tags #regret #obsession #devastation at the magic tower.

But I couldn’t just bash the noble in front of me either.

If I caused such an incident, putting aside the aftermath, no noble would ever visit our barony again.

Then naturally, the barony’s income would decrease.

And I wouldn’t be able to live the life of a complete freeloader, just killing time leisurely in the barony.

In fact, my father and brother were also making desperate expressions over there, saying ‘Please bear with it just this once’.

“…I understand, Count.”

So I decided to use magic to bestow some customer service spirit on the Count’s daughter… no, the ferret in front of me.

It was nothing for me, who had experienced the culture of 21st century Earth, to entertain one ferret.

“Fly.”

“Kyaaaaa!”

Gyro drop and Viking using Fly and Reverse Gravity.

“Water Bomb.”

“It’s coooold!”

Flume ride created using powerful water magic, even though it was a place without water.

“Summon Necromancy.”

“Daddyyyyy!”

Up to an impromptu ghost house using necromancer magic from the black magic category.

The Count’s daughter, who experienced the fantasy world version of Everland, seemed to be deeply moved, running away looking for her daddy with a dazed expression.

I quietly watched that sight and nodded.

‘As expected, Everland was a cutting-edge civilization 500 years too early for the barbarians of the fantasy world.’

She received that much culture shock, so now she probably won’t ask me to play with her again.

With this, I would be able to return to my leisurely life of just killing time as a complete freeloader.

However, to conclude, that was my misconception.

“I want to ride the gyro drop too! I want to ride it!”

“I want the Viking! And in hell mode, spinning 360 degrees!”

“I want to experience the ghost house! Is it true that Durahans with blood gushing from their necks appear?”

“…..”

I thought the ferret who ran away to her daddy last time had done a review bombing, but it seems she actually wrote a 5-star review.

Seeing all these little brats flocking to our territory from all over the country.

In the end, I ended up in the miserable situation of having to forcibly play with the little brats every time nobles held meetings in our territory.

‘I can’t live like this anymore.’

On a day when I had scraped all the magic power in my body to put the little brats on the gyro drop.

I pondered over and over about how to escape this fate of being a magical babysitter for these brats.

‘What means could instantly capture the attention of these brats without me having to step up?’

After racking my brains all night, the conclusion I came up with was one.

‘Make an animation.’

That’s right.

In my childhood, I preferred watching anime at home rather than going to an amusement park.

Likewise, if the brats of this world were introduced to the new culture of animation, they probably wouldn’t ask me to use magic.

I immediately began working.

Originally, it would have been almost impossible to make a short animation alone.

But using the magic I had learned, the work wasn’t very difficult.

Using copy magic to draw countless key frames, and making the movement of the pictures natural by actually making the pictures come alive and move.

After two weeks of work, it was completed.

The first animation in this other world, “Nymph and Goblin”.

Just before releasing this animation to the public, I decided to gauge the reactions of critics first.

That critic was none other than the Class A war criminal who had reduced me to a living Everland, the Count’s daughter Dambi.

“Ragna! I’m here! I want to ride the flume ride today too! And the merry-go-round!”

“Hmm, that’s good too, but actually, this oppa was planning to show you something more fun than the flume ride or merry-go-round today.”

“More fun than the flume ride or merry-go-round? What is it?”

“Have you ever heard of animation?”

I took Dambi to the unused warehouse of the baron’s family… no, the cinema, and showed her “Nymph and Goblin”.

“It’s fun! It’s fun! It was super fun! I want to watch it again!”

In the end, I succeeded in receiving applause and countless requests for handshakes from Dambi.

“As expected, according to plan.”

Watching Dambi completely erase Everland from her mind and appreciate the anime, I couldn’t help but smile mischievously.

From now on, whenever brats visit the baron’s house, I just need to play this and all problems will be solved.

With this, I thought I had regained my perfect freedom once again.

However, unfortunately, this too was my complete misconception.

Because everything was just the true beginning from now on.

“Hey, Dad.”

“Hm? What is it, Isabel?”

“You know, when are we planning to go to the Tersian Barony again?”

“…The Tersian Barony?”

At the sudden question from his youngest daughter, whom he loved more than his own eyes, the head of the noble family that ruled the eastern part of the empire, Duke Grinewald, tilted his head.

“Well. It hasn’t been long since the last informal meeting between nobles ended, so I don’t think we’ll have any reason to go there within this year.”

“…No reason to go there within this year? Heeeng.”

At the Duke’s answer, Isabel visibly sulked.

Of course, as an extreme doting father, the Duke couldn’t just let that expression slide.

“What’s wrong, Isabel? Do you want to go to the Tersian Barony? But it’s a rural area, so there probably isn’t much to see there.”

When the Duke said this, Isabel shook her head and opened her mouth.

“Animation.”

“Huh?”

“My friends at the academy say that they showed something called ‘animation’ at the baron’s house. And it was so much fun that all my friends are talking about it. But I’m the only one who hasn’t seen it. I’m the only one who can’t join in the conversation with my friends.”

“…Animation?”

The Duke looked at his youngest daughter with a puzzled expression.

Because ‘animation’ was a bizarre word he had never heard before in his life.

“I want to see it too. They say a fairy teases and bullies a goblin, and I’m so curious about what kind of story it is.”

“Hmm…”

Listening to his youngest daughter’s whining, the Duke made a troubled expression.

He wanted to rush to the Tersian Barony right away and request them to show this animation or whatever to his youngest daughter.

But very unfortunately, the Duke had several schedules that he absolutely couldn’t postpone.

As such, he was in a situation where he couldn’t secure any time to visit the Tersian Barony with his youngest daughter.

In the end, just as the Duke was about to say that, regrettably, they would have to postpone watching the animation for a while.

“Don’t worry, Father. I’ll visit the Tersian Barony with Isabel.”

Said Serika El Grinewald, Isabel’s older sister and at the same time the jewel of the Grinewald Ducal family.

“Isabel wants to see this animation so badly, there’s no reason not to let her see it. And-”

Serika opened her mouth with a certain smile on her lips.

“…I also wanted to see the face of my childhood friend after a long time.”

So Serika visited the Tersian Barony with Isabel to watch this thing called animation together.

“…!”

That day, she witnessed her destiny.
It was a historic moment when the first anime otaku of this world was born.