Mage Tower Meeting-4
[…So what did you say?]
The sage who came belatedly listened to the summary of the lengthy chatter that Regulus had made.
Listening to the reaction he gave in the middle of the story, even though Leo didn’t look at the face of the sage, he was naturally reminded of his distorted expression.
＜…Ah well…He responded moderately and left saying it was time for the appointment.＞
Leo replied with a blank smile as if he was full of energy just thinking about it.
If he knew that the person he was swearing at was a sage, the prince would probably stumble and break his head.
[What?! Even having a double bath isn’t enough?!]
The spiritual body of the wise man has not yet appeared, but his face has been reminiscent of him, and he has been rampaging with only his voice for a long time.
I made a barrier at best to protect humanity, but they insisted on making a new scarecrow sage on their own, but I couldn’t help but get angry.
Leo’s response did not mean sympathy, but only matched the rhythm.
What’s the big deal about finding a new sage in the empire?
I even joke with the wise man face-to-face.
At first, I wanted to hear something, but when I heard it, I already knew the inside story, so I didn’t put much value in the conversation.
On the contrary, one of the reasons for avoiding the seat was that it was too much for him to hear Regulus’ empty legs.
[Or take this opportunity to declare ‘I am a disciple of the wise!’! You’re a little better than being a sage rather than a horse-bone-like bastard.]
As a sage, the Empire’s judgment was insulting and low.
Even in the Magic Tower, the title of sage was not assigned to anyone.
Because the achievements of a wise man, be it myths or facts, are so grand that they cannot be expressed individually.
An honorable name that no one can surpass.
That was the sage.
[I’m doing it. If you think about it, it’s because of you.]
It was nervous, but the sage’s anger was quite natural.
Since the Philosopher’s Stone is in Leo’s body, if Leo’s body was damaged, of course the Philosopher’s Stone would also have problems.
And just a few days ago, Leonardo lost his mental powers due to his mysterious divine power, and his body was completely disabled due to various injuries.
The sage even gave up his spiritual body and sent electric messages to those around him, and thanks to everyone cooperating in unity, the runaway could be prevented.
The words were true without lies.
Even if it wasn’t for this, if I wasn’t a wise man, let alone this kind of life, I would have had to go through hell for the rest of my life, thinking that it would be better to die.
[So where are you now?]
Leonardo answered the wise man in the floating elevator.
[… Ha… Is it table talk again?]
The sigh of the sage echoes so much that the ground goes out. Undoubtedly, what he hates the most in the Mage Tower is unproductive discussions recited without even knowing the scene.
[They like to talk with their mouths like that, even though they are worse than me at chanting.]
[It’s too bad it’s not.]
It was just unfortunate.
I made a barrier by grinding my soul, but my juniors were so sluggish because of their peace, so there was nothing strange about getting angry.
Besides
[…You mean there’s an infiltrator among the magic tower owners?]
This kind of betrayal had no bitter finger on the wise man, the godfather of magic and the Mage Tower.
In terms of the level of mental shock, it would be more than Gladio as the head of Reinhardt, who felt that the Council of Elders had rotted as a group.
Two conditions are required for the informant identified from the data collected.
The first one must be someone with a level of ties to both the Senate and the vampire side.
Second, you must be skilled enough to understand Ain’s information and cooperate in the production of the Chimera.
Those who met both of these conditions could not be thought of other than the mage tower owner.
＜…Probably he didn’t become a vampire himself.＞
Being a vampire is never an advantage.
It brings great strength and youth right away, but the clumsy vampire suffers from constant vampiric urges and becomes unable to walk in the sunlight.
It was an extremely foolish act for famous people called Magic Tower Lords to take such a risk and become vampires.
[Isn’t it okay to find out with pre-regression knowledge?]
The biggest turning point in Leo’s return was during the five years when Ariaspil fell, and Leo had no way of knowing what had happened within the empire during that time.
Especially, since Rios had almost never been to the Mage’s Tower except for following Chris after a freak accident, information was even more lacking.
[Why did you return so innocently?]
While the sage was dragging along, the orb next to him looked at Leo.
“…Senpai, are you okay?”
Ob looked at Leonardo with a worried expression.
“Huh? Why?”
“I wondered if you were not feeling well because you had been absentmindedly a while ago.”
As Ob, I couldn’t help but worry about the condition of my senior, Leonardo.
It was understandable that the group would come because it was not enough to directly dissect her parents due to the accident in Reinhardt.
“…Ah, no, it’s okay.”
“Are you sure?”
“Then why would I pretend to be okay?”
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Many people who have a connection with Leo, including Orb, will think to themselves, ‘Oh, it’s always been that way.’
But O’Brien, who respects his senior, was careful to refrain from such words as his junior.
“Are you worried about the other party?”
“Worried? Why would you be eating normally?”
Now, the only people on the top floor were Leonardo and O’Brien, the magic executioners.
The Mage Tower meeting was originally the highest policy deliberation of the Mage Tower, in which only officials could participate.
If it was Leonardo, it would be possible to participate even if you were not related, but outsiders like Ariaspil and Rios did not have the right to participate.
[I’m a warrior, but can’t I?]
The contempt of the magic tower using the authority of the hero was something that wizards and civilians might not accept with this sense, so it was necessary to be careful.
＜…Besides, what I’m going to do now is a bit different.＞
It was more comfortable for Leo to take a break while eating lunch.
“No, it was a question of what to do if the prince approaches the hero.”
Leonardo’s eyes sharpened at the insensitive yet sharp question. Orb stood up warmly as if stabbed by that sharp gaze.
“…What does that mean?”
“…Nothing…”
“What is wrong? Keep talking.”
I couldn’t resist. He hadn’t missed it since he got into the lift when he ran away.
Ob felt his poker face shake sharply at those sad blue eyes.
“I’m sorry, but don’t you know that Prince Regulus covets beauty…? So…”
“So?”
Cold sweat broke out all over his body.
Ob, as a junior of the magic executioner, had seen Leonardo’s eyes shining with such madness.
‘…These are the eyes I used to see when I was sticking dozens of needles into Majin’s wounds…’
Perhaps the target of the torture was his future self, orb feared that his whole body was tingling as if he had been stabbed with needles.
“I told you that I would be worried if the prince did something to the hero…
“It’s okay. There is no problem at all.”
Contrary to Orb’s expectations, Leonardo reassured his juniors with a bright smile.
Seeing that bright smile, Orb let out a clumsy laugh as he let go of his poker face, wondering if he was unnecessarily nervous.
“There’s no way a young lady would do that.”
Leonardo trusted Ariaspil with all his heart, despite Orb’s nervous smile.
Arya Spiel, who faithfully practiced herself in her temple, did not make fun of her body so easily, and even before her return, she was an impregnable woman who hit all men without dating.
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Moreover, since she had made a fact-based swearing about Prince Regulus just in case, her worries could be alleviated.
“Well, since something happened yesterday, it might be worrying for nothing. Ha ha ha…”
Shortly after the sparring yesterday, Leonardo took Ariaspil to his dorm room after the sparring.
And Ariaspil and Leonardo didn’t come out of the room until tomorrow morning.
What does this mean?
What it means for mature men and women to spend a night together.
If you are a person who has thoroughly undergone s*x education, you will immediately feel it.
‘…Yesterday… I’ve been able to express a lot of emotions through sparring.’
Of course, to Leonardo, it simply meant sparring and sleeping innocently together.
“…Senpai, but how do you uncover the snitch?”
When we turned the topic around and went back to the topic of uncovering the infiltrator of the Mage Tower, Leonardo’s expression became more serious.
“…Rather than discovering it, we should make it come out on its own.”
“You make it come out yourself?”
No matter how much we fill our hand, the only thing missing is our side. The Mine side would benefit from information on this corpse without mana, and at the same time, they might know the secret of Leo’s own birth.
“We have to engage in psychological warfare.”
Leonardo pulled the cloak and spread the black cloth wide. The sub-space that overflowed like a small universe was perfectly storing things in Leonardo’s cloak.
“Now, inside here is the corpse of a chimera that looks just like my mother in a coffin.”
“…I see.”
The storage of the coffin was requested by Leonardo.
Some people even suggested cremation, but Leonardo demanded direct storage, emphasizing the importance of the body as evidence.
“And we said publicly that we couldn’t identify the culprit from this body.”
“…I see…Is something wrong?”
Ob wondered if he answered well at first, but soon showed signs of embarrassment at the fact-checking that continued.
He didn’t quite understand what the benefit of revisiting what he already knew was to Orb.
“No big deal. It’s easier to explain that way.”
With that said, Leonardo finished his last fact check.
“And the same body is kept in Reinhardt’s cellar.”
“Yes… This is what you all talked about, right?”
There was evidence that this being was not Leonardo’s mother.
The existence of two beings with the same appearance was nothing but a bad joke that they were twins, except for clones.
“…Then I’ll ask…”
Leonardo got down to business.
“If he said he was passing it over as a research material, how much value would it have?”
“…Yes?”
At the word how much, Orb asked again as if he was embarrassed.
“…Ah, it’s a question of how much effort is worth the effort rather than value for money.”
The tone was like that of a merchant who is estimating the market price of goods.
“…That… That… Senpai…”
A new research material that has not been found so far that mana converges to 0.
For wizards, especially for the owner of the Mage Tower, there is no other research material more mouth-watering than this.
[…You…]
The wise man understood the contents before the orb.
If it goes as expected, the culprit will have no choice but to act somehow.
＜…For the first time in my life, I feel like I’m becoming an unfilial child.＞
For the first time in my life.
Leonardo will sell his parents.