In his previous life, Lynn was a conscientious entrepreneur. He was reincarnated into an alternate world similar to the Middle Ages, just in time for the era when witch-burning was in vogue. Good news: He was the grandson of an Imperial Elector. Bad news: His grandfather died midway through a failed rebellion, and his entire family was slated for elimination, with him currently being exiled. Good news: Even in exile, he was still a minor lord. Bad news: What was this about being sent to a cursed land where monsters constantly spawned? And why did he owe so much in taxes? Just as a sorrowful Lynn thought that this was the end of his life, a... scent of roasting meat(?) attracted his attention. When he saw the system's information screen appear on the face of the young woman tied to the pyre, he understood what he had to do. "Who says that a magic-wielding witch must be burned to death?" "Stop! Even witches have value!" ‘So that's what it is, my mission in this transmigration is to bring good fortune to these innocent young women!’ *** Many years later, when the bards asked the great Emperor Lynn, ruler of the Holy Magitech Empire and founder of the Witch Protection Association, what the greatest setback on his path to hegemony was, he replied as such: "That would have to be when my slaves... ah, no, my employees protested the working hours, and I was finally forced to revise the workday from 24 hours down to 20 hours..." And on the other side, the answer from the Great Witch of Destruction Elysia to the same question was— "I should have just let the Church burn me to death back then! ‘Sob sob sob’..."