Chapter 65: Magic Tower (2)

Chapter 65: Magic Tower (2)

Chapter 65. Magic Tower (2)

Only level 300.

Not even an apprentice mage.

My humble level wouldnt have gotten me anywhere near the tower.

But my worries were unfounded.

Ive become adept at evaluating the results of mages research.

Not surprising, really.

Considering Grandfells talent.

I didnt need an example.

Considering what happened at the regular meeting.

You have to be validated before you can present at a conference.

Or, to put it another way, all the research presented at regular conferences is high-quality research that has been validated.

Ive been to those conferences, and Ive seen the advanced magic presented by Marcelo, the chief wizard.

Yes, for someone with my talents.

The work of skilled mages?

That didnt sound very elegant.

Besides.

Youre so confident.

What are you talking about, ?

You mean you were going to present this shit at a conference?

what?!

On this cranky personality.

Talking back is out of the question.

Of course, everything had to be done with formality and pride.

If it was just subpar, I would have tiled it with grace.

But.

First chapter. Chapters twenty through thirty. Paragraphs taken from books, cleverly reworded. Do you really think this thesis contains your own research, Cyril Yube, adept mage?

It was plain as day!

Three years, three years of study, and three years of reciting the lunar calendar.

He stayed up late, got up early, and read every spell book he could find.

As if that werent enough, I used to replay the process of manifestation with a feather pen, flicking it like a blinker.

Ill just have to work on myself.

Isnt this a bit much, even for me?

I thought to myself.

Theres no way Grandfell pride can tolerate that.

So it was only natural that the words wouldnt come out.

Youre out.

It is right to dispose of it.

You didnt do a good job of transferring.

But its not enough to just spew venom and kick them out.

Thats not the attitude of a senior.

Sussuk-.

I flicked a feather pen at the research paper.

?

Its only right that you correct the error in your search. Your method of interference is also unnecessarily convoluted and inefficient. If its a mistake, correct it; if its a habit, break it.

!

Of course, I didnt know how helpful that non-advice would be.

Breaking a habit is easy.

But it would be up to them to embrace it.

Go, thank you!

And with that, the researcher returned.

This was the twentieth mage I had sent away.

I was inwardly devastated.

Isnt that just kicking them all out?

But thankfully, this time it was the right one.

Cleodia.

Oh. Yeah, yeah!

You chose the easy research.

Cleodia, an Adept Mage of the Healing School.

I read through the paper she had submitted.

Healing Arts The Cultivation of Medicinal Herbs

Twenty schools that exist in the Mage Tower.

Countless branches under those schools.

Among them, this was a minor division.

Klee replied, slightly surprised.

Thank you for looking at it that way!

In Arcana, an elixir was a plant that was used as an ingredient in elixirs.

You know, potions that restore life or regenerate magic.

Naturally, it seemed a far cry from her specialty, healing.

Healing could only restore the life and magic of the target with the manifestors own magic.

But.

Its an interesting approach.

Research has always been about cultivating herbs.

That is, it focused on the cultivation of herbs.

An unfamiliar field.

Klee seemed to have prepared a further explanation.

Maybe it was because I said it was interesting.

Wa, did you just say interesting?

Her confusion was obvious.

She didnt expect me to understand the research.

I had to agree.

Good conversation starter.

Shadow Mercenaries.

Seat 7, Alkari.

I had a conversation with the old man who drank potions like water.

We talked about magic, and potions, and the herbs that make them.

I wondered if there was any use for them.

It was only a few days ago that hed been talking for hours.

There are no leaps and bounds in logic and process, no errors, so what we need is results.

Thankfully, I was able to make it sound good.

I flicked my feather pen.

Im starting to see what Klee is made of.

Bellier flashed a smile.

But dont feel too sad about it. At least I have no intention of joining them. This time, of course, and in the future.

.

.

.

But unlike Belliers expectations, Magic Tower was quiet.

The reason was simple.

What, plagiarism?

Its disgraceful.

Are you sure? Did he catch it for sure?

The important thing was not that they plagiarized.

It was whether Ho-yeol recognized it correctly.

It was the outcome, not the process, that mattered.

The answer came as a shock.

No way, I couldnt figure it out! What book, how many pages, even how many paragraphs! The chief co-researcher, Lee Ho-Yeol, had memorized the entire book!

That, such a thing is possible?

Where in the world was such a monster?

Isnt that even worse than Marcelo?

Are you sure youre not mistaken about something?

Absolutely not, that look in his eyes was!

No, think again. Its a guided paper or something.

I told you, I didnt say a word, I brought this on myself. If you keep coming out like that, Ill just tell you that Im a senior or something, and Ill just slap you down!

Uh-huh. Dude, calm down.

The senior mages who were preparing to raise the issue went white in the face.

After listening to the story, they realized that.

They calculated that they wouldnt be able to save face.

Lets just pretend this never happened.

So we had no choice but to roll our tails.

And so, Topaz Hall.

The parade of rejections continued.

After the arrival of Ho Yeol.

A new updraft was blowing through the steeple.

Blah, blah, blah.

with the wind of tears.

*

Indeed, I was right.

I would become an untouchable madman!

I was able to stick to my resolution.

I was able to complete my duties as Chief without too much trouble.

I checked the quest window.

[Quest: Marcelos Research]

Magic Tower, Chief Mage Marcelo.

To reach the next level of magic.

He wants you to join him.

Accept Marcelos proposal (Success)

Prove your abilities. (Success)

The Weight of the Chief (Repeat)

Prove yourself at Topaz Hall. (Success).

The problem is that this is a repeat quest.

Well, its worth the effort.

Its nothing compared to the gains Ive made in the Magic Tower.

Besides, Im pretty sure Im the one giving and receiving.

Why would I put in more work than I got?

Ill just have to get the reward I deserve from the Magic Tower again.

Ill use my chiefs authority to rip them off.

I mean, how much did I legitimately enjoy?

Well, for starters, renting out tools.

Item appraisals that other players had to pay a fortune for.

Its my right as a Chief.

Thats it.

Id do anything to get a failing grade.

A moment of resolve.

I drew a teacup with telekinesis.

Dakkak.

I tilted the teacup and opened my mouth.

The passing of time cannot be stopped by magic.

I said it plainly, without pretense.

He was just saying that it was already Thursday.

It reminded me of a new update.

Mmm.

Fluffy-

Formality perfected by mastering telekinesis.

Now I dont have to bend my head to look at my phone.

I dont have to put my teacup down.

Telekinesis is so convenient.

After a moment of idle thought, I opened my mouth.

There is nothing to notice.

First of all, it wasnt a big update like Kingdom of Yusra or Frost.

It was just an update for a new rift.

Of course, the level requirement for that rift seemed pretty high.

Its just over level 400. Now.

Of course, its nothing to do with me.

Not a demonic monster.

Not a source of pride.

Well, I wasnt living paycheck to paycheck like I used to.

Of course, that thought didnt last long.

Suddenly, a quest window flashed.

At the same time, a ringing knock on the door.

Yes, thats right.

I should expect something at my door.

I answered it without hesitation.

Would you like a cup of tea, Chief Mage Marcelo?