Chapter 1390 – Magic City Lygia
“You said it was resolved?”
“Hmm.”
Kaitsu made an embarrassed face at my teasing voice.
We were going separately because Lygia said they had something to discuss.
If Lygia calls us alone… I can only think about yesterday.
Then Kaits said.
“Eight days.”
“Huh?”
“You caused the accident, so why are you doing this to me?”
“…Well, that’s right…”
Hehe. Smiling Kaits. Although he had no expression, I could feel that he was very happy.
This bastard. When I first met him, he didn’t have this kind of personality…!
Still, I couldn’t say anything since I had an accident yesterday and asked for many things.
I closed my mouth and clung to the shoulder of the owner of the water, and squeezed it tightly.
“Hehe. Hero. You know I respect you, right?”
“I don’t know. And my hands are so strong that it hurts.”
“You’re funny!!”
The difference in physical specifications is huge so it won’t hurt!!
The people who came out from Lygia were as many as three magic tower lords.
But two of them are Baekmaju and Mr. Euclid.
“It looks like Lygia wants to resolve things smoothly as well.”
Kaits spoke in full voice.
For reference, the other one is a blonde young woman. She is the Silver Top Lord.
Just looking at her face, she has an expressionless face, so you would expect her to be a cool beauty.
“Are you here?”
The white horse stood up and bowed her head, and Mr. Euclid spread his arms and smiled broadly.
“Master!! Official work ends today? When work is over…”
“Lord Black Tower.”
When Euntapju called with her harsh voice, Mr. Euclid silenced her with his shy face.
She has a face that asks what she is talking about while working.
At Frunar Academy, instructors are so free that it doesn’t matter, but the atmosphere here is definitely a bit strict.
Euntap Lord let out a sigh of relief.
Her expression changed as her expressionless face became irritated.
A person who seems to be tired at Cool Beauty. To be more specific, it gives the impression of being strict, as if even the smallest details are carefully considered.
She opened her mouth.
“Gwangyeom. What happened yesterday…”
“It was our fault.”
The White Horse Lord stole the Silver Tower Lord’s words, and the Silver Tower Lord opened her mouth. She had a dumbfounded look on her face.
She soon had a wry smile on her lips.
“It seems like everyone here is very friendly except me?”
How sarcastic?
“Now that I think about it, thanks to the approval of the two tower owners, the VIPs were able to see a fairly deep area, right? It seems like there were other conveniences as well.”
Convenience.
Before I came here, I said that I would use the authority and power of the tower owner to prevent other tower owners from bothering me. Maybe that’s what it’s about.
Baek Ma-ju and Mr. Euclid, who heard that story… Were at peace.
I’m looking straight at Euntapju. What’s wrong with that? I felt a sense of freedom.
When the silver Tower lord saw her speechless, the white horse lord smiled and said.
“Silver Tower.”
Baek Ma-ju, who called her name and stared at her quietly, had a force that made even me flinch.
Me too, but Eun Tapju, who is a junior, can’t stand it.
Euntapju answered reluctantly.
“Yes.”
“If you have any complaints, please file a formal complaint.”
“…All right.”
Euntapju returned with an expressionless expression, and as someone who has mastered the expressionless level by seeing many people with expressionless expressions, I could tell that the woman was quite upset.
But what can I do?
If you are pressed for time or strength, you have to pull yourself together.
For your information, Mr. Euclid was spewing dark magic from his hands to create the shape of a human drinking in the dark. How about a drink tonight? It means.
Even though he is young and weak-headed, the proud owner of one of the towers, Silver Tower, also felt the flow of mana and witnessed the shadow. She made an astonished face.
However, he didn’t say anything, perhaps because he was overpowered by the White Demon Lord earlier, or because Mr. Euclid didn’t pay any attention to him.
Suddenly.
Suddenly the door opened.
When I turned around, a man in a flashy yellow robe came in panting. His face was full of anger.
“Lord of the Yellow Tower!”
Euntapju stood up with a smile on his face.
At least he wouldn’t ignore her words like Baekmaju or Mr. Euclid.
In the first place. He can be said to be a party to this incident.
Because the father of the guy I beat up was a close associate of this man.
Then. Let’s see what they say.
I sat upright with my legs crossed and slightly tilted my head in a posture similar to that of a schoolboy.
Euntapju was so shocked that he couldn’t speak and snapped! Kaits hit my ankle with his palm and made me sit up straight.
“You have no manners.”
“I’m sorry.”
I stared at Hwangtapju.
The top owners are all people who can be proud of being the smartest people in the world.
Since you’re quick-witted, I have no intention of apologizing to you for this action, so if you tease me, let’s talk. My intention must have been conveyed clearly.
And Hwangtapju, with an angry face, suddenly bowed.
“How displeased were you over this unpleasant incident?”
“?”
Hwang Tap-ju continued to speak even when a question mark naturally appeared in an unexpected situation.
“The father of that scum was demoted, and the knights who did not stop him were also given unpaid pay for a year.”
What…This?
Not a pay cut but no pay?
No. Those articles. You accepted such harsh punishment?
Rather, this person. Why are you so author?
It was surprising because it was this middle-aged man who showed the most hostility and discomfort towards us on the first day.
“Until Gwangyeom wants it, this incident will never spread anywhere. I have also personally prepared compensation.”
“…Why so much?”
I felt embarrassed.
Even though the nobleman is trash, he arbitrarily misunderstands the people above him as trash.
How narrow-minded is a bastard like me!!
For reference, the expressions of White Horseman and Mr. Euclid did not change at all.
It means I knew this would happen.
“…”
Euntapju was expressionless again.
I think she harbored some kind of grudge inside. She knew she wasn’t going to let this go.
A true and true boss of this era who takes care of you when you take care of him at that moment. God Eats Kingro came forward.
“The apology was so formal and sincere that I didn’t know what to do with it. I heard it well. There was a misunderstanding between us. We have also prepared a small compensation, so we hope that Lord Hwangtap will like it.”
“Would it be possible?”
Hwangtapju bowed again. This time, Kaitz saw the silver tower.
Euntapju flinched.
A woman can never ignore Kaitsu’s gaze.
He is handsome, has a good personality (just on the outside), and is very capable.
I’d like to think it’s small there, but I saw it when we went to the bath together before and it’s big.
Still, I am much taller.
Lol
Anyway, when Alpha Male God God Eats Kingro looked at me with profound eyes, Euntapju adjusted his posture without even realizing it and looked at him face to face.
And do you have anything to say? He tilted his head as if to say.
“I have prepared a small, but small gift for the Lord of the Silver Tower.”
“That…”
“Also.”
When Euntapju tries to say something in a solemn manner, Goditsu-sensei blocks him with a kind but high-pitched voice.
“We acknowledge that we were also at fault. We will refrain from further questioning as much as possible.”
“Further questioning?”
The voice has become unusual.
Regarding personality.
“There was a person in the Silver Tower who wanted the body of my colleague, Muhyeong, and the body of the eight-year-old here.”
Silvertap Lord shut her mouth.
“Also. We have uncovered a total of seven people who instigated him and secretly commissioned him.”
“…”
Euntapju now had cold sweat all over his face.
“The Imperial Tower’s Erylgear, Fault Lucia, wanted an intangible heart in a terrible way. But I will pretend that it never happened.”
“Thank you…”
Huangtapju also had cold sweat on her face.
How did know? This is the face.
“Sleep. Let’s stop. Stop.”
Clap clap. It was Mr. Euclid who applauded.
“Don’t be too scared, hero~”
“I’m just sorry if it sounded that way.”
Amazing.
If we were to look at actual strength, Kaitz would be overwhelming. Mr. Euclid’s charisma is on par with his. Maybe he seems like more than that.
“Lord of the Yellow Tower. Lord of the Silver Tower. With this, there is no more arguing about this matter?”
The words are bright, but the profound darkness in those eyes is enough to make me flinch.
Hwangtapju answered immediately.
“Would it be possible?”
Euntopju. After a while, he spoke in a frightened voice.
“Yes.”
I understand one thing.
Euntopju. No. It was deeply connected to the human trafficking request that year.
I was curious why Euntapju was pecking like that, so I asked him, but Kaitz just said one thing.
“Wizards are creatures that pursue efficiency.”
I was pressed for time and came to the instructor support event without having time to ask in detail what that meant and what happened earlier.
In fact, it’s still late.
I have relayed the situation to Professor Clow, but I think he will still notice.
I should blame myself for causing the accident, but who should I blame?
“Whoa…”
Deep inhale.
I’m a little nervous.
Kaits told me about the ten highest figures in Lygia, and that the man I should be most wary of was Clow.
A so-called treasure trove of knowledge.
And an authority on ‘dragon magic’. Clow.
[I’m looking forward to it!]
Malamala’s voice was very bright.
[Isn’t this the interpretation of the dragon by a human authority? I’m looking forward to a different perspective. Maybe I can achieve my goal.]
Malamala’s purpose was to free Frostia and Amastia who were trapped somewhere, right?
[That’s right!!]
After chatting happily with Malamala, who was excited for the first time in a while, we soon arrived in front of the venue.
Kiyi.
Why is the sound of opening the door so loud?
I slowly opened the door and stopped.
…What.
Why is the atmosphere so cold?
Could it be that I came in the middle of a great lecture and interrupted the flow?
I sensed it while feeling scared, but luckily it didn’t seem to be because of me.
When I opened the door and entered, my eyes widened.
The teachers who came with me to lead the students. About 100 people or more. They all looked very uncomfortable.
In particular, about a dozen people had their faces widened and had expressions of seriousness.
I soon found out why.]
The professor, who looked clearly experienced and had gray hair on his head, stood up and a charismatic man stood on the podium, facing each other.
Soon the professor with an experienced look spoke in a calm voice.
“White magic is ultimately a magic that converts mana into energy close to divine power, but it is a work of imitation of a miracle that is somewhat different from existing magic. I believe that even the special constitution with high anti-magic power that Professor Clow just gave as an example can be treated without any problem. “
The person he is looking at. Clow is a man wearing black robes.
It was unexpected.
I expected an old man who treats even the magic tower owners with caution and is a treasure trove of knowledge. No matter how old he was, he was a man who had just entered middle age.
For your information, he is a handsome guy.
How can unkempt hair look so cool? I was amazed.
His eyes were very sharp, like a bird of prey, and his expression was cold, incomparable to that of the Silver Tower from earlier.
Unlike the woman, who only had a lot of emotions but was not cheap, just because of her face, I could tell that this man really felt bored.
He opened his mouth.
“That’s correct.”
The professor smiled brightly.
The atmosphere around me was like, “Oh wow…”, And that was only for a moment. Professor Clow opened his mouth.
“The sacred magic mechanism that the White Tower boasts is to make new skin grow. On the other hand, the original miracle mechanism is to ‘revert’ it to its original state.”
Why speak informally?
But for some reason, this man has a natural way of speaking informally.
“The information of the body is updated at a certain period of time. In a general miracle, it is difficult to know the information of the body before the update, so it becomes very difficult to restore a severed arm or leg. In particular, in the case of body defects, the memory at the time of the defect is strong and immediately “It is even more difficult to recover because it is engraved in the soul and the body immediately updates the information.”
“…”
“In that respect, the difference between white magic is great. Although it is similar to a miracle, it makes new skin grow through a different mechanism, so it has little to do with the memory of the soul. It’s like replacing the parts of a toy.”
The elderly professor’s complexion worsened.
You fell into a trap.
The problem Professor Clow raised was anti-magic attribute. In other words, it seems like the question was whether someone with high magic resistance could be cured with white magic. He made a mistake about the difference between the two powers, perhaps because he was too focused on the anti-magic aspect or because he didn’t know much about miracles.
Clow said calmly.
“You answered brilliantly.”
“…”
Professor Gray, whose face turned red.
The people who are sitting here and making money are all the people who suffered in that way.
“Next question. The mechanism of white magic causes new skin to grow, that is, to form a new body. So, can a limb that has been damaged for a long time… About a year, be restored?”
The elderly professor thought for a moment and answered.
“It’s impossible. White magic is very effective for instant healing and disease, but it’s not suitable for regeneration. With the exception of Mullin Critz, no one has been able to do it.”
Clap clap clap. Clow clapped his hands.
“Excellent. You referenced numerous precedents. I was just asking for your opinion.”
“…”
“The answer is: it is possible.”
“What…!”
“I did it myself.”
“…”
Everyone became dumbfounded and looked at Clow.
“However, it is a very difficult task. ‘Flesh’ and ‘blood’ can be easily associated and there is a lot of analysis data, so they can be easily combined, but bones, blood vessels, and sense organs are different. If you roughly imagine it and make it, the original body will be different. Foreign matter. “They recognize it as such and reject it.”
Claw’s voice continued to echo in the quiet room.
“In order to prevent the original body from causing a rejection reaction, you need to properly know the physical condition and structure of the person with the defect. To sum up, you need the ability to reach the peak of white magic, medical knowledge of the body structure, and the ability to thoroughly sense the target’s body. “Transcendent analytical skills are required.”
After about ten minutes.
The elderly man sat down in a tattered manner.
He became a famous face like dozens of other professors.
“Next is about undead magic…”
Claw suddenly stared at me.
“The person you’ve been waiting for has arrived.”
“…”
“I had something special I wanted to share with you, so I did it last.”
What’s wrong with that?
He said to me as I grumbled inwardly.
“The agenda is ‘Can humans use verbs or not?’ Think about it until your turn comes.”
At the end of his speech, Clow looked at the undead magic professor he had called earlier.
No shit.
Doesn’t the fact that it’s the last turn mean they’re going to be especially harsh?
Lygia, these bastards return the favor with vengeance?
Hmm…
I know a bit about dragon magic thanks to what I learned from Amastia… But it’s a dragon word…
At that time. A voice rang from within.
[Drehem]
?
[That discussion. Can’t I take charge of it…?]
