CH 75

The war has ended and peace has come.

It was a long war, a victory was won despite being raided, and it was also a war in which the Crown Prince and Princess directly participated. In many ways, the end of the war was meaningful to the Liam Empire.

In the midst of that, there was a topic that made the end of the war more ‘meaningful’ regardless of social status: the Magic Tower and the Master of the Magic Tower.

Before the war broke out, to the people of the Empire, the Master of the Magic Tower was a person whom they couldn’t tell whether he was alive or dead, nothing more and nothing less.

Of course, since the Magic Tower itself was closed and there was no news that the Master of the Magic Tower had changed for several decades, it was naturally impossible to know whether or not he existed.

However, the Master of the Magic Tower, whom they didn’t even know was alive, revealed his presence during the war. He started to support the Empire by handling the enemies himself, and they even heard the news that the Magic Tower was officially on the side of the Empire. That was enough to stir up the whole continent with the war.

Because no one clearly knew why the Magic Tower was on the side of the Empire, rumors about the Master of the Magic Tower grew day by day.

Rumors of all sorts circulated, from saying that he helped because he was simply a friend of the Crown Prince to saying that in fact, the Magic Tower and the Imperial Family had signed a contract for generations.

Of course, some of the rumors were closer to the truth. The one in which was stated, didn’t the Master of the Magic Tower hate the Norbert Kingdom.

However, most of the rumors were absurd, and people couldn’t abandon their uneasy eyes even though they talked about the Master of the Magic Tower to their heart’s content.

Newspapers that were more interested in the money of the nobles in the capital than the war used a headline that read, “The Master of the Magic Tower Who Is Crazy About Slaughter, What Are You Up To?”

And at the end of the war, when those who made great contributions to the war entered the capital.

On that day, people saw the real thing of the Master of the Magic Tower, whom they feared and felt uneasy about.

A noble son used to express the moment he saw the mage tower master like this.

[There was light.]

Yeah, just like that… The Master of the Magic Tower, who was surrounded by all sorts of stimulating rumors, had a beauty that had a great ripple effect enough to cover up all those rumors. When the face of the Master of the Magic Tower was revealed to the entire Empire through the magic tool, half of the Empire’s citizens passed over with a little exaggeration.

As he became famous, and at the same time, curiosity about what kind of place such a person was the owner of reached even the Magic Tower. Perhaps he was trying to take advantage of the popularity, the Crown Prince suddenly made a bombastic remark about building a new magic tower in the capital.

It was tantamount to revealing his ambition to absorb the magicians of the Magic Tower, the most talented of the talented, into the Empire. It was the attitude that things like the Magic Tower meant nothing to him.

People were agitated for a moment by the words and attitudes that weren’t befitting the Master of the Magic Tower, but were soon convinced by his tired-looking face and dark purple eyes.

While saying, yes, that face indeed makes the world seem boring!

There were many other things besides thisㅡrumors that the Master of the Magic Tower kissed his necklace caused another uproar among the children of nobles, and strict rules for visiting the New Magic Tower were changedㅡbut aside from all of that, the Empire was once again steadily stable.

Several years had passed before the war was finally forgotten, leaving only a few scars on people’s minds. Most of the Empire’s people returned to their daily lives before the war, and war heroes, including the Master of the Magic Tower, only had their achievements left, yet didn’t receive the same praise and attention as before.

So, how many times did the Imperial Family send delegations to the Master of the Magic Tower who was stuck in the Magic Tower and didn’t come out, how the delegations were injured by an unknown attack from the Magic Tower, and how they wandered around the Magic Tower while being injured like that, yet didn’t see the Master of the Magic Tower at all? It was a fact that only a few people knew.

When the Crown Prince, who had been suffering from headaches, organized an delegation again with three people who could be called colleagues of the Master of the Magic Tower. It wasn’t until that point that another rumor about the mage tower lord started circulating in the capital.

It was news that the monsters in the vicinity started rampaging after the Master of the Magic Tower lived in the Magic Tower.

***

After throwing everything away, Dante threw himself into the Magic Tower, just letting go of each day.

Until the moment the sun rose and set, he only thought of one person, and when he felt the need to sleep, he leaned over anywhere and fell asleep.

If someone wanted to visit, he would either hide from them or go out to meet his guests. Of course, the ‘meeting’ mentioned here wasn’t as moderate as others thought.

At first, not many people came to see him. Those who set foot in the Magic Tower to meet him were either the delegations sent by the Crown Prince, or those who heard that the Master of the Magic Tower was crazy and attacked him again to take over the Magic Tower.

If it was a delegation, he would do nothing but hide. It seemed like his familiar Lisa was attacking them, but he didn’t try to stop her because it wasn’t his business.

And as for those who came to attack him, foolishly believing they could kill the transcendent, Dante went out to deal with them himself.

He was once mortally wounded by multiple attacks and collapsed in front of Ei’s house, but the experience of war made him cruel and stronger, so he could easily clear his enemies out of his way.

In a daily life that can be said to be repeated over and over again, Dante constantly thought of only one person. He remembered the time when the person was alive, and he remembered what she had said. He was preoccupied with one person, like a man who can only think of that.

It seemed as if he was obsessed with those days, but Dante thought of Ei for a long time, enough to say that it was simply an obsession.

After endless longing and rumination, the first thing that came to his mind was to turn back the time.

Time and dimension are taboo areas that even transcendentalists can’t touch. But what if he did it even if it was taboo? What if he turned back time to 10 years ago when Ei was alive?

At first, he thought it was a pretty good idea, yet the more he looked at the possibilities, the more he couldn’t help feeling that the odds of success were slim.

Everything in this world, including humans, is a component of the dimension. If you turn back time, the dimension will be returned intact, including the components.

Yes, as long as the magic succeeds.

But what about Ei? If he turned back time, would Ei, who wasn’t a component of this ‘dimension’, be there? Dante, after countless pessimism and calculations, admitted that diverting time to save her was too much of a gamble.

Of course, the one Dante loved was a dimension shifter, and the dimension shifter was rather an exception than a component of the dimension. If time went back now that she was gone, she might have completely disappeared in the time he went back to.

Her resurrection, which came to his mind next to how to turn back time, was also hopeless. In the first place, he wasn’t sure of success in a complete resurrection, nor did he know what the cost would be to her if he failed.

He didn’t know if he was the only one paying the price, but she might get caught up in it too, thus he couldn’t do that. Dante gave up his own hopes more calmly than he thought.

But when he said he gave up hope, that didn’t mean he didn’t want to see Ei anymore. Dante still dreamed of her whenever he closed his eyes, and stuck in the Magic Tower. When he went out for the first time in a while, he always visited Illinan’s habitat.

Their parting was short, yet the longing seemed to last forever. It felt even more so when his familiar uttered a lamentable sentence.

[I miss Sister so much it feels like I’m dying.]

The words had no other meaning. Literally, they ‘felt like dying’ because they missed Ei.

When his familiar, who shared her feelings with him to some extent, said that, Dante finally realized that his thoughts had reached the limit. To think that a transcendent who has gained immortality wanted to die.

Only then did he fully understand the teachings of his master.

Don’t dwell on the end of life, yet don’t belittle death. It doesn’t matter if you have someone precious to you. Nevertheless, don’t focus on the emotions that your beloved elicits. Don’t deny the feeling, but make it easy to forget.

Immortals must not love mortals. The immortal will be left alone, and the very fact of being left will forever torment them. Loving someone who will disappear someday is the same as regretting immortality.