"Hah... What a hassle! Father is really cruel to give me such a tough job."
In his room, Merlin sat in a chair, sorting through the documents on his desk.
Two years had passed since his reincarnation into this world, and his growth was remarkable.
Previously, he had only been 1.35 meters tall, but now he had grown fifteen centimeters—to 1.5 meters.
For his age, that was already considered tall, and he was confident that in another two years, he would reach 1.7 meters.
His appearance had also changed significantly. The childish expression on his face had begun to fade, replaced by a distinct teenage aura.
He had grown even more handsome—enough to make any girl fall for him with just one glance.
Shaking his head, Merlin rubbed his sore temples.
'Time really does fly,' he muttered softly, pushing the documents on his desk aside.
The past two years had been tough for him. He had made good use of his time—training his body and magic, studying leadership, and much more.
