For 70 years, I asked to resign, but the answer I received was always the same.

“Your Grace has more than earned the right to rest.”

“However, I will not grant you permission to resign.”

It was only on the verge of death that I finally returned to my hometown.

A life filled with nothing but regret and remorse.

In my next life, I will surely find peace!

[The s*ave Employee of a Black Company Regresses.]

When I opened my eyes, I was 60 years in the past.

I was in the middle of returning from a victorious campaign after annexing the Sian Union.

“Your Majesty! This humble servant is exhausted. Please, allow me to retire to my hometown!”

“You are a pillar of this nation. I will not grant you permission to resign.”

A ruler who works his capable subject to the bone.

A subject desperately struggling to escape!

This time around, I’m going to rest!

Dreams☆do come true!

“However, I will not grant you permission!”