From Sentinel to Father of the Gods

Sleeping dragons, vanished fairies, fallen elves, and a rising calamity star… This magnificent and fantastical otherworld, with its ambiguous gods and legendary mages roaming the land, has no connection to Zag, who has just transmigrated here. What could be more despairing than being a sentinel in a remote, impoverished village? Yes, yes, there is—he also has the responsibility of supporting a bedridden, nominally elderly mother, and feeding a foul-mouthed, arrogant fairy who looks no different from a talking black cat. And his weekly wage is a paltry 30 shillings! Since things have come to this, he'd better see how to earn some extra money first!