Chapter 106 – Sweet My Home
Tower lord of the Emerald Tower.
Esmeralda of the wind.
That is our Master.
About 130 years ago, as a member of the warrior’s party, Master made a great contribution to picking the head of the previous demon king, and for that achievement, Master was promoted to the current position of the owner of the magic tower.
Master, sitting at the top of the Emerald Tower, was dissatisfied with the existing inefficient magic system and developed his own arcane breathing method and founded a school, which is the Eternal Snow School to which I belong.
A fusion of Qigong from the Eastern Continent and elemental magic from the Western Continent that no one in history has ever succeeded in.
This caused a great sensation in the academic world, but Master insisted on direct transmission and did not teach the school’s magic to anyone, and then I was born 100 years later to inherit the progress.
… When I say this, I can clearly feel the generation gap.
Anyway, such a master has a secret.
That is the fact that he is a reincarnated person who remembers his previous life.
Unlike me, who was reincarnated in a different world after living in modern times, Master seems to have been a Murim person who lived in a world where the concepts of Gupaebang and Magyoni actually existed.
It is also a munpa that is nestled in the heavens of Mt. Baekdu, the spiritual mountain of the nation.
It was Baek Yeo-ok (白如玉), the 17th leader of the Jangbaek faction.
When I first heard about this, I wondered if there was a coincidence like this.
Even though we were born in different worlds, Master and I had the same roots.
Anyway, the vision of the school I learned while drinking soup was closer to martial arts than magic.
That was the reason why the names of the magics I used were subtly intimidating.
In other words, it’s all Master’s fault.
***
After the meeting with Master, I left the Emerald Tower, saying that I would come see you again in the near future.
Of course, since my identity shouldn’t be known already, I asked my secretary, Olivia, to shut down.
The start date of the operation has not yet been set.
Because timing is the most important thing.
King Oscar had to be assassinated at the right time, neither too early nor too late, so that the Demon King’s army could advance and occupy the chaotic capital.
In the meantime, a new hero might appear, but if the demon king could be slashed after only a few months of learning the sword, humans would have conquered the continent long ago.
Anyway, meeting Master after a long time made me feel better, and since I was back in the capital after a long time, I decided to enjoy it to the fullest.
Upon hearing my words, Dorothea licked her lips and asked.
“Then are you going out for a drink?”
“No? I’m going to a place to sleep today.”
Then Dorothea quickly became sullen, but unfortunately it was only around three o’clock in the afternoon, so she had no intention of hanging out.
Unlike Dorothea, Vanessa, who is not greedy for alcohol, asked.
“Then where are you going? Another inn?”
As I listened to her words, I flicked her index finger.
“What are you doing? This is Oz and I have my house.”
I didn’t just play around while learning magic for 10 years under my master.
Using the knowledge of modern people, I created various convenient magic tools, and the copyright revenue from selling them gave me enough money to play and eat for the rest of my life.
And since I left everything about money management to Master when I went on a trip anyway, there was no freezing of my account.
It was obvious that the shrewd bankers would gobble up all their property and pretend they didn’t know if news of my death spread.
I entered with two people in a luxurious housing complex slightly away from the center of Oz.
As befits one of the richest neighborhoods in the capital, the clothes of passers-by were all high-end.
Some of them frowned when they saw my clothes, which were shabby compared to them, but those eyes quickly disappeared when I took out a medal from my chest and attached it to my chest.
Cancer, when a high-ranking wizard wears something like this, it’s not dirty, it’s fashion.
Bomu proudly approaches the small three-story mansion.
Perhaps because the owner was away for a long time, there were various pieces of mail in the mailbox, but there was no sign that it looked like it had been stolen.
That’s also because this mansion is equipped with an electric trap to repel intruders that automatically activates if you don’t enter the mansion in the normal way.
What if you tried to climb over the fence in an unusual way?
If so, I have no choice but to wish you all the best.
It must have been dead or lost by now.
Shake off the dust accumulated in the keyhole, insert the key you took out of your pocket into it, and turn it.
Click!
The door to the mansion opened with a cheerful sound.
Originally, the mansion would have been managed by a maid she had personally hired, but she fired the day she left because she didn’t want to spend money on a mortal journey.
In return for working for a long time, he gave me a generous severance pay, so he probably didn’t have any complaints either.
I gave her a house to live with her younger siblings, so she must be living on her own now.
“It’s a place where a man lived alone, so it’s shabby, but come in.”
Lululala picks up the mail in the mailbox and crosses the gate into the garden.
Random grasses were up to knee-high and tickled my skin, but I finished weeding in just one minute with a quick wave of my finger.
The cut grass is gathered to one side of the yard and piled up, and all the dust generated by the strong wind is collected and sent to the next door.
Dorothea, who was looking around the mansion I lived in curiously, saw weeds piled up in the corner of the yard and asked if I would burn them.
Excitedly, when I asked him what that fucking trick was, Dorothea raised his nose and replied, Plasma Beam.
He asked if it was possible to shoot from the eye, and the answer came back that he was crazy.
“Write it, it would be cool.”
“If you do that, all the moisture in your eyes will evaporate?”
Unfortunately, the originator of the technology said that, but I couldn’t argue.
Upon entering the mansion, the appearance of the time I left the capital along with the warrior party was preserved as it was.
All the wooden furniture is in good condition, although it has accumulated some dust.
I told the two of them to pick any room and unpack, since there are many rooms, and immediately started to ventilate the room by opening all the windows on the first floor.
Now that the stale air escapes and the fresh air flows in, I feel like I can live a little longer.
Afterwards, by carefully controlling the mana of the wind, it sucked up all the dust on the first floor like a vacuum cleaner and then spewed it out into the yard, making the dusty living room sparkling like new.
After cleaning to some extent, the two of them unpacked their luggage on the second floor where the guest room was and burst into exclamation at the changed appearance of the first floor.
“Wow, wind magic is versatile.”
“Especially useful in everyday life. There are many places to use it.”
I shrugged my shoulders as I said that in response to Vanessa’s praise, and Dorothea, who was next to me, looked at me with an unlucky look.
Anyway, the basic cleaning was done, and since it was time to go hungry, we decided to have a late lunch.
Ingredients were pulled from the food warehouse.
Because of the immobilization magic, the ingredients in our warehouse do not rot or spoil easily.
Thanks to that, even though it was taken out after a year and a half, vegetables that looked like they had been harvested a few days ago were diced, and they were all stewed in milk with the rest of the beef jerky.
As far as I know, rice soup is the only food that is as easy to make as stew, has a variety of varieties, and has good cost-effectiveness.
In other words, stew is a Western rice soup.
Vogel! Vogel!
Thanks to the strong firepower, the finished milk stew was brought to the table in an entire pot.
The savory yet sweet scent of milk stimulates the viewer’s appetite.
We ate a lot of the stew in the pot, no matter who said it first.
The variety of chewy vegetable grains, yet intensely felt wild meat flavor, and the creamy milk taste that encompasses all of these served as a driving force to continue eating the stew.
The market is a side dish, so after picking up a few pieces of bread early in the morning and eating it, we ate the stew in the pot as if we were hiding our crab eyes, having been on an empty stomach for about 8 hours.
Vanessa, she even scratched the floor with a ladle when she said that meals are her favorite foods.
The ship was full, the house was warm, and there was plenty of space to lie down, so we decided to sleep in our respective rooms until the sun went down.
Is there another heaven? This is heaven
“…”
It was 6:00 PM when I woke up again.
After regrouping on the first floor, we headed to the night streets of the capital to have a drink as Dorothea had suggested during the day.
