ââ¦â
Losers.
The word touched a nerve with the ghosts of Amethyst Hall. They are all people who lost their senior status to someone and ended up in Amethyst Hall.
The gazes of all the ghosts were now focused on Hoyeol.
The number was twenty. No, it was growing in real time. Because it was a statement that even senior mages of the distant past who had no grudge against the senior mages of the present era could ignore.
kkiig.
He was no ordinary senior mage, for there was one among them who exuded an unusual momentum that distracted the attention of his fellow ghosts. From the shadows, a face etched with the marks of time emerges.
âHow arrogant of you.â
On the contrary, a body that has not lost its youthful vitality.
Siraura turns her head involuntarily.
She muttered in surprise.
âAre you an elder mage, Andre?â
An elder mage.
As with Senior, when a new Elder Mage is elected, someone has to step aside. However, no Elder Mages were exiled to Amethyst Hall.
Siraura spat out an involuntary laugh.
âHa, youâre a real ghost, arenât you â¦â¦?â
For some reason, mages were the closest to the truth in the Magic Tower aside from the Tower Master, which meant that it was safe to say that they had been through the wringer.
Even if they lost their status as Elder Mages, none of them would go to the Amethyst Hall to regain it.
The title given to them outside of the Magic Tower is Demigods.
Even if they were to be executed by the Magic Tower for wielding their powers in a drunken frenzy of manifestation, which the Magic Tower deemed to have lowered their prestige.
It was unprecedented for a mage of his stature to be cast into the Amethyst Hall in order to restore his status as an elder mage. Except for Andre.
âYou sound just like him in your cockiness.â
It was.
Because Andre suffered a humiliation that could not be washed away.
A young, pale-faced mage who took his place and spoke with a cocky face.
âEven his smug face reminds me of him in his youth.â
Senios.
Andre understood it as a former elder mage.
The magic trace of an ice mage that never melts, entangled in Hoyeolâs heart.
Andre could guess.
âI never thought the mentally ill Senios would take on an apprentice.â
Body strengthening magic.
Andreâs flesh begins to wriggle and writhe in anger.
Goooooo.
A strange flow of magic coursing through every muscle fiber.
Siraura pauses.
âIs space collapsing?â
Because of simple strength?
Was this the manifestation of the Magic Towerâs elder mages?
Indeed, the Elder Mages were right to say that their magic was different. It wasnât an exaggeration to say that there were additional effects on top of the basic manifestation effects.
Suddenly, I felt like I had a lot of weight on my back.
âWell, I donât know who it is.â
I wonder if he can handle this old monster?
âAfter all, itâs an apprentice.â
That meant that there was no one in the Magic Tower who could stop Andre, unless it was Senios, the elder mage.
Isnât it okay if the leadership of the Magic Tower moves?
âHeung, thatâs ridiculous.â
Siraura was now a ghost, but as a former senior member of the Magic Tower, she had a deep understanding of how the organization came to be.
âUnless we reach the top floor.â
The leadership will not move.
âNo, not in the first place.â
Wasnât it the Chief who laid the groundwork for this Special Conference?
A Special Conference is a meeting of the Chief and the Elders.
It couldnât be held without the Tower Masterâs consent.
Sirauraâs gaze turned to Jesse once more.
âMiss?â
ââ¦.?â
ââ¦â¦!â
Pas.
âShall we talk separately so as not to be disturbed?â
Extending her slender index finger, she quickly unfolded a high-level spatial magic, ãBalloon of Unconsciousnessã. Jesse quickly deployed Twilight Magic, protecting her body with pure magic power.
Siraura spat out an exclamation of admiration through her mouth.
âQuite a deceptive manifestation, my sweet girl. Such manifestations and intuitive judgment donât come without some experience.â
Syaaaah.
Siraura was right.
Twilight magic has an advantage that cannot be compared to ordinary magic.
The superiority of density in a single particle of magic.
Itâs like water and oil.
Compared to the senior mage, Jesse was able to offset Sirauraâs high-level spatial magic with only a small amount of magical power. However, the outcome of the game was already clearly visible.
Seug.
Siraura smiled and extended another finger.
âYou have a sharp edge to your pretty face.â
But Jesse wasnât about to be snatched up by Sirauraâs balloon.
Poof.
Like an overinflated balloon popping.
Sirauraâs spatial magic disappears into thin air.
âWhat the hell?â
Itâs not the offset of magic power against magic power.
Itâs as if the manifestation of magic itself has been deniedâ¦
An incomprehensible, non-magical phenomenon.
A voice comes to Sirauraâs ears.
âNot an apprentice.â
What, apprentice? Suddenly not an apprentice?
âIs this the time for you to answer so obediently?â
Siraura, a senior mage after all, recognized the voice. She realized that it was the silver-haired monster, not the woman in front of her, who had neutralized her spatial magic.
âThat title is also wrong.â
But to Sirauraâs horror, the silver-haired monster spoke slowly.
He continued speaking without any hesitation.
As if it were a set âprocedureâ.
âTitle? What is wrong with you?â
Andre approached the man, his body warming up. Given the magic in his body, he should be able to punch the man in the face in an instant.
Still, the man doesnât back down.
âCall me by my proper title.â
âA title.â
Finally, Andre gritted his teeth.
â¦At that distance, if you put your mind to it, the rules of the Magic Tower are strict.
âDonât you know better than anyone else?â
So letâs make nice and move on, right?
Iâm the Chief of the Magic Tower, so whatâs the point in getting into a fight with me?
I want to be on good terms with you guys.
âLoser, I was a little harsh earlierâ¦â¦.â
Even if they were those who lost their positions to the current Magic Towerâs seniors, it was natural that their skills would be outstanding. And itâs always harder to keep something than to take it away in the first place.
âSo letâs get some senior treatment here.â
âHow dare you. You expect me to call Senios, the man who stole the mage title from me, a mage, or Seniosâ apprentice?â
The humiliation is unbearable.
Kkumleul.
Andre held up his bulging forearm.
âChief Mage.â
ââ¦â¦Chief Mage?â
âLike I said, I wonât say it twice.â
Gooooooo.
âPlease understand.â
A âdifferent kind of magic powerâ began to flutter behind Hoyeol.
âI am Lee Hoyeol, the chief mage who granted you your freedom.â
*
I, Lee Hoyeol.
I didnât claim the title of Chief Mage for no other reason. My goal was the holy book, but for some reason, the atmosphere in the Amethyst Hall was strange.
âyouâre a chief mage?â
âWhat kind of nonsense is thatâ¦â¦.â
âSo youâre saying Marcelo lost his position?â
Oh, so thatâs what youâre saying?
âI guess you donât know anything about outside news?â
To make an analogy.
The Amethyst Hall was akin to the belly of the Bad Omen.
It is understandable to have such a reaction.
âThatâs ridiculous.â
Which means itâs no wonder that the former Elder Mage called Andre is still glaring at me. Like a figure from the distant past, Andre didnât seem to take it well.
âDonât mention the position of Chief carelessly. That position is not one that a young, pale person like you can rise to.â
Better to show than tell a hundred words.
I was about to show.
It was briefly mentioned to justify the action.
Of course.
âI told you I wouldnât say it twice.â
ââ¦.?â
âYouâre calling me wrong again.â
This is after watching and learning from you, Grandfell.
Needless to say.
Iâm not really offended by the title like anyone else.
Goooooo.
I simply needed a reason to raise my magic power. If youâre asking why Iâm suddenly raising my magic power, itâs because it was the simplest way to prove my qualifications as a Chief Mage.
Manifesting a wide range of Reversal Magic.
Iâd been reading the Emerald Hallâs magic books all night, every night. Even if it was a magic of the past that was now completely forgotten in the Magic Tower, wasnât I the one who studied it so that I could use it for something?
Reverse Spatial Magic.
Reverse Body Strengthening Magic.
Reverse Poison Magic.
â !!! â
I reverse the manifestation process of all mages who were preparing to manifest their decisive magic towards me. Of course, there is no hesitation or stuttering in the process.
âKeuhum. Iâm not even Grandfell.â
I donât intend to brag about it, but I think to myself.
âAfter all, Iâm not stopped.â
Here, locked away in the Amethyst Hall, the senior mages of the Magic Tower of the past are unaware of the trials and tribulations that the current Magic Tower and its mages have gone through to grow.
âMaybe they donât even know of the Cataclysm.â
Itâs impossible to explain it all in words.
So I thought I would show them.
My magic is imbued with the trials that the Magic Tower and its mages have endured.
âItâs a bit like Grandfell.â
If Grandfellâs brilliant talent can mimic almost any magic with just one look, why not express it? Besides, this wasnât a regular lecture at the Crystal Hall.
Senior Mage.
Those who have reached the pinnacle of their schoolâs magic.
Because I was able to communicate with those people through magic.
Sssssssshh.
And then, particles of magic scattering through the Amethyst Hall.
I did not say much to describe the sight.
I spoke only the truth.
âThe Reverse manifestation of every interference process.â
It was the Magic Tower that was stunned to hear about reversal magic after all that I and Grandfell had done, but to hear about reversal magic without any context?
ââ¦â¦Reverse the interference process?â
âWait, how can you manifest so much magic in reverse? No, that doesnât make sense in the first place, Magic isnât even aâ¦â¦! â
âBut this is the first time Iâve ever seen something like this.â
No wonder there is such an uproar.
Of course, I wasnât being arrogant.
I just added
âThatâs Reversal Magic.â
The seniors in Amethyst Hall ponder my words.
ââ¦Reversal Magic.â
âWith magic like this, itâs not strange for someone of that age to be a senior.â
âBut I canât believe it, what happened?â
I, Lee Hoyeol.
My specialty is understanding topics.
The basis of this is noticing.
I guess I read the mood from the blurring tails of their words.
I can understand how embarrassing it must be. Coming out to the world for the first time in decades, with a complete stranger as Chief, reversal magic, and a complete denial of their own magic.
But I want them to know.
âIâve been there.â
I know what youâre feeling, because I struggled with the gap left by the folding of Arcana Continent Biography shortly after my awakening as a player.
So I said.
âThat means.â
ââ¦â¦?â
âIt means I remembered your magic.â
ââ¦â¦!!!â
Reversal magic requires that you understand the structure of the magic.
You must know it perfectly in order to manifest it.
Mages speak in magic.
Thatâs probably why.
Andreâs fist loosened.
âI see, you havenât forgotten.â
And just like that, it was about to end.
Suddenly, my vision caught an impure movement.
Someone had opened their mouth.
âNo way, you.â
Hey, there!
âAre you the âlightâ of this Bible?â
Get that book away from me, now?!
ââ¦?â