3 – Meteor Ice Magic (3)
Chilhyeonja. The most powerful magician in the Matap, excluding the Tower Master.
Being their direct descendant meant having unrivaled skills and authority within the Matap.
Of course, there was no reason for them to climb the tower from the 1st floor, nor did they need to possess a location note that was only given to apprentices.
“It’s already been an hour. Even if we don’t know who the opponent is, it’s obvious they won’t come out…!”
“They’ll definitely come out.”
“But even if we meet, what are you going to do? Are you going to file a complaint with the Ethics Committee?”
“I have to make them realize.”
“Realize what?”
Along with actions that seemed dark in the eyes of the world, what stood out was their beautiful appearance.
Truly, they looked like a “pure-blooded magician” born and raised in the cradle of magic.
Beyond having distinct facial features, an overwhelming aura could be felt.
Each strand of hair, flowing like waves, contained an incomparable amount of magic that no one could match.
Even the decoration on the robe lightly draped over their body was invaluable.
Just by being around them, people were mesmerized by their pure and powerful magic, and some even approached them to speak.
“If it’s not too much trouble, would you like to have a meal together…?”
“So, it was you.”
“Oof…!!”
“Ahhhhh! Vina killed someone!!”
‘Oh.’
A clean, straight strike with no hesitation or hesitation.
Even from my perspective as someone who has lived the life of an adventurer, it was an impressive blow that would earn admiration.
A balanced body and expressionless demeanor that didn’t reveal any signs of life. Even if she had chosen the path of a fighter, she would have excelled.
Of course, this wasn’t the Colosseum, and there was no judgment.
I approached Vina, the woman who was ready to deliver a final blow without hesitation to her fallen opponent.
I was glad to find a demon who was sincerely evil to this extent, but this was still the dormitory that I managed.
It would be troublesome if the commotion escalated any further.
“Just a moment.”
“Are you next?”
I didn’t forget to block the image in the gallery in advance.
I didn’t want my identity to be exposed.
Although she was the one who immediately recognized the next opponent and imbued her fists with magic, I was faster in raising both hands.
As I faced the chilling cold that pierced my skin head-on, I revealed my identity.
“No, no! I am Clark Desmond, the supervisor of Maryland Hall.”
“Supervisor…?”
“If you’ve calmed down, can we talk for a moment?”
*
[Is the fight over already, right in front of the Marilyn statue?]
It ended so quickly that I couldn’t see it properly. Who won? Did they both come out for real?
— One of them was the Marquis Coupland’s heir, right?
— No, that person was unrelated. They just suddenly started talking and got punched.
— The dormitory supervisor came out and mediated, so it looks like it’s over.
— Boring.
— From my perspective, it was hilarious.
—–
[We knew they wouldn’t show up anyway~]
Our Top Duke is too busy, so there’s no time to go out~
— If they really showed up, the purebloods would be screwed in reverse ㅋㅋㅋ
— But seeing how they quickly blocked their image, they must have used magic or something.
ㄴ They were quick to throw the first punch in a verbal fight. They’re protecting their identity.
ㄴ That ‘fluid’ person is quite considerate ㅋㅋ
—–
I closed the location notes after confirming the evolving drama of the fight.
Then, I returned the notes to the owner, who had explained the whole situation, and advised them.
“I don’t know how you came to possess the location notes, but it’s not good to fight in the gallery or reveal your identity recklessly.”
“Yes, that’s right, isn’t it?”
“……”
Venar Nephelhir.
The youngest member of the renowned Grecia academic faction, known for their ice magic, kept her mouth shut as she listened to me and my friend.
She held her hands, trembling, on her knees, without even touching the drink the barista had carefully prepared.
“It’s a waste of time if the other person has bad intentions or doesn’t show up like today.”
“I told you, Vina. Don’t do things like this anymore, just like the supervisor said.”
“……Sigh.”
A sigh of frustration escaped her teeth, as if her attending physician could hear it.
Feeling a bit guilty for dismantling her so easily, I gave her one more piece of advice.
“If you want to resolve the issue without meeting in person, you can contact the gallery administrator.”
“Administrator?”
“Yes. We all just call them ‘Judic’, but if you go to the ‘Report Board’ and tell them, they can block or handle the person you had a fight with.”
“Judic, got it.”
Finally calming down, Vina nodded her head.
I also explained to her how to create a fixed nickname, how to attach photos to posts, and typing techniques for location notes.
My friend, Christina, who was fascinated by the new world of online communities, listened attentively.
Since anyone could use my gallery, I gave her a notebook as well.
“Can I have one too?”
“Yes, we have plenty of stock, so feel free.”
One of the duties of the instructor is to distribute this to the newly admitted trainees.
What was left after giving it to the 0th-year trainees was piled up in the instructor’s office.
Having finished all the tasks, I stood up from my seat.
The café in the dormitory charged an hourly fee in addition to the drinks.
I wouldn’t charge the two people who were with the owner, but the longer I stayed, the thinner my wallet became.
I was also conscious of the gazes around me.
“Anyway, it was an honor to meet both of you. Well then…”
“Instructor.”
“Yes?”
“What do you think, Instructor?”
I must have introduced myself, and my name was Instructor. What else?
Bina spoke to me, flustered by the sudden question.
“I was shocked. There were so many people who believed that meteor is not ice magic in this world.”
“….”
“So I thought. I have no choice but to spread the teachings of the Glesian School myself.”
“Ah, so… you mean you want to open lectures for the trainees?”
magic tower is not only about climbing the tower, but also an educational institution for learning magic.
Naturally, there are many courses offered by each school.
“The period for opening courses is over, but there may be places where it is permitted at the discretion of the school.”
“We need an assistant.”
“If you apply to the school, there will be applicants. Or there’s a labyrinth on the first underground floor where graduate students live, so it’s okay to bring them from there.”
“I already found them.”
Bright eyes like a clear lake stare at me and blink quickly.
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Those who are skilled in the extreme of magic often lack consideration for others and are immersed in their own world.
One of my few advantages was that I could understand their nonsensical talk perfectly.
However, it was a rather unpleasant fact that I, a promising magician, had caught the attention of a stunning beauty’s eyes.
“I’m sorry, but what aspect of mine do you think makes me suitable as a teaching assistant?”
“You listened well. When I explained in detail about my argument I posted in the gallery earlier.”
I wasn’t listening to that at all.
Although she didn’t know, as the person involved, it was something I already knew, and I continued to mutter while nodding my head vaguely, immersed in my own thoughts.
“The supervisor is a comrade with the same intentions as me, so I believe they will help.”
“No, I…”
“Are you trying to say that Meteor isn’t an ice magic?”
I’m only ranked 1st and still in the early stages, and above all, I wanted to say that I was busy because of my supervisor duties.
But for Bina, who had just stepped outside the Glacia School for the first time today, I was already imprinted as her collaborator.
Even if I wanted to refuse, I didn’t have the power to reject her proposal as her direct superior from the Seven Sages.
I wasn’t even officially a disciple of the Haesoo School, so it was impossible to use Anes as a shield.
“I’ll contact you when the schedule is decided soon.”
With words that were more like a notification, Bina stood up first, taking her belongings.
She didn’t forget to sharply glare at the ice dispenser placed in the hallway on her way back.
I’ve been given a tedious task.
I watched from afar as the two of them boarded the magic elevator.
After a while, a message arrived through the location note.
It was a new comment on the report board.
—–
— MeteorIceMagic: Juddak
— MeteorIceMagic: There’s someone who needs to be blocked.
— MeteorIceMagic: This person here, yesterday dawn in the gallery, unilaterally insulted me and spread strange arguments to manipulate public opinion.
— MeteorIceMagic: Witness.
— MeteorIceMagic: Evidence (photo).
—–
In the midst of riding the magic elevator in a hurry, Vina contacted me.
She had mastered the usage of the location note perfectly and now typed cleanly.
She seemed eager to be active in the gallery from now on, despite being scared of the backlash earlier.
It was a pity that her identity was revealed, but she wasn’t in the seriously malicious category, so I could find her cute.
At least she wouldn’t be randomly grabbing people and challenging them to a duel anymore.
—–
— MeteorIceMagic: Please permanently ban entry to the gallery right away.
— MeteorIceMagic: Please.
— MeteorIceMagic: Are you watching, Juddak?
– Meteor’s Ice Magic: Thump. Thump thump?
—–
“Well, let’s see.”
There’s no need to drag it out.
I immediately opened the administrator’s authority and blocked her as she wished.
—–
[ID Blocked by Administrator: Meteor’s Ice Magic]
[Duration: 3 days]
[Reason: Annoying]
—–
Whether it’s Seven Sages or whatever, in my gallery, I was the law.
That afternoon, the maintenance team came to replace a broken mana elevator.