Chapter 41: Goblin Hunt ~Before~

Chapter 41: Goblin Hunt ~Before~

Goblin Hunt ~Before~

The Wizard of the Red Tower, her face flushed with anger and shame, entered a random room in the Village Chiefs house and came out 5 minutes later in a completely dry and neat attire. THere was no trace of liquid anywhere.

I was a bit amazed by this and wanted to ask, Did you perhaps dry yourself with a fireball, but I held back because I thought a fireball would come flying at my face instead of a fist.

Instead, I asked Pink-Haired Lesbian.

Did she dry herself with a fireball?

Have you not studied about otherMagic Towers?

I figured I wouldnt meet them anyway if I only researched in the Purple Magic Tower.

It was an excuse.

In truth, I didnt try to learn about it deliberately. I learned the Fan Spell and the A/C Spell for the comforts of my life, but I was worried that if I started learning other spells, it would make me have a severe case of a sense of deprivation.

The Tower Master also advised against it. She said it was better to stick to using just Illusion Magic rather than touching other types.

It wasnt that a wicked Tower Master was trying to prevent her talent with the potential of an Archwizard from being stolen by other Towers. There was a rational reason for it.

To put it simply. It was because of the EXP bonus from continuous use.

An elderly of the Red Tower could learn the magic of the Blue Tower at any time, but doing so would gradually reduce the Fire Magic EXP bonus he had built up over 80 years. That was why wizards focused on only one type of magic.

It was also the reason why an Archwizard who could use all attributes was a story that only belonged in fairy tales. Dabbling in this and that would only make a shitty character build.

Pink-Haired Lesbian explained in a simple manner.

Each Towers jurisdiction is broader than one might think. In the case of the Red Towers Fire Magic, their categories include providing warmth, promoting plant growth which is worse than the Golden Towers, healing which is worse than Priests, insect control which is worse than the Blue Tower, and even ironing or drying.

Are you saying that the other Tower guys even have Utils..!!

Why are you so envious? Illusion Magic is already more than powerful eno- Dont glare at me like that.

Ignoring Pink-Haired Lesbians words, who didnt understand the hardships of Illusion Magic, I was indignant.

Looking at the desperate utility fight of Senior Scarface, I thought the other Tower guys couldnt do this But it seemed that wasnt the case. While we were dealing with not feeling itchy even when bitten by mosquitoes, those guys were just not getting bitten by mosquitoes in the first place!

The fact that the Red Tower Wizard was able to clean up all traces and become completely dry must be because she had some Convenience Magic to evaporate the liquid in addition to Clean Magic.

Originally, the Purple Magic Tower also had a broader range, I believe. Projecting illusions to others and one more. Summoning beings from illusions like Dream Demons or Devils..I shouldnt have said that, it seems.

Pink-Haired Lesbian hastily concluded her explanation.

I made an unforgettable note of it in my mind, but pretended I hadnt heard it, letting it pass. I hadnt heard a single word about something similar to Illusion Summoning Spells during the nearly 10 years I spent in the Purple Magic Tower.

Pink-Haired Lesbian knew something the Tower Master couldnt have been unaware of. If she didnt mention it on purpose, there must be a reason. I decided to trust the Tower Master and let it slide.

A Purple Tower Wizard, and a suit.. Who are you?

After being torn between embarrassment and anger, it seemed anger had won, as the Red Tower Wizard glared at us with a clearly Im angry expression and interrogated us.

From under the flipped hood, bangs that were strangely tied in a loop covered one eye and hung low. It was quite a unique hairstyle.

While pondering what kind of answer to give to the question of who I was, Pink-Haired Lesbian stepped forward and pointed at me.

This here is Mr. Leon Evans. As a legitimate descendant of the Evans Barony, he came to understand the living conditions of the suffering commoners and take appropriate actions.

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I put my arm around Pink-Haired Lesbian before turning us around to whisper.

Whats with this sudden setting.

Did you plan to reveal your amnesia or whatever to a wizard you are meeting for the first time?

Thats not it, but.you couldve just said I was a wizard passing by.

Its not a suitable reason for an Illusion Wizard of the Purple Tower and a person in a suit to be together. Who would just be passing by while dressed like this?

Then its your fault for wearing a suit.

That is why I have patched up the situation, havent I?

Just change to normal clothes now.

There were a whopping five mercenaries. Numbers were on their side, obviously. If you had the proper skills, fine, its all good, but if it was just recklessness fueled by a sense of justice, then I might need to give you a word of caution.

Thats unnecessary meddling. Do you really not understand what it means to have been admitted to the Academy?

Nah. I dont.

Young Master Leon had been enjoying secret meetings with the estates maid for quite some time, so he had not left the estate in ten years. Please understand if his common sense is lacking.

Pink-Haired Lesbian snuck in an additional hit of slander with a timing as sharp as a knife. Not only was the contents of the slander outrageous, but the narrative settings were also getting tangled up. If I hadnt left the estate in ten years, then when did I join the Purple Magic Tower, huh?

Determined not to be the only one suffering, I jumped in to hold onto her ankles. If Im going to die, Ill make sure you die with me.

That very maid is the Pink Hair right here. Since she pesters me every night, its absolutely exhausting. Thats the real reason she insisted on following me on my solo travels around the world. Lately, shes gotten a taste for voyeurism so shes been dragging in other women t

I dont want to know anything about your sex life, alright?!

As I bickered with Pink-Haired Lesbian, I took stock of the situation. Being cooped up in the Purple Magic Tower, I hadnt really been able to gauge my combat power. I had cast Illusion Magic on the First Princess, who had reached the realm of Metamorphosis, but it was hard to determine the level since I had used a mix of various magic circles, potions, and money.

While sharing a friendly slander fest, I used sign language to ask Pink-Haired Lesbian about the level of Academy students. She responded with a hand gesture, indicating the mercenaries were about the level of a Third-Class and the Red Tower Wizard seemed to be around there as well.

From what I gathered, I could handle and win up to the level of Third-Class mercenaries.

The reason for checking my strength now was simple. I was right about to be tenured as a Professor at the Academy. Depending on my level of strength, it would determine whether Id survive at the Academy or demolish the Academy with Illusion Magic.

If I were weaker than the students as a Professor, what else could I do? Id just have to beg them on my knees, saying Please just fall for an illusion. Please. Just once.

But luckily, it seemed like I could overwhelm those at the student level without a sweat.

Of course, there would likely be a character like the Student Council President who was strong to the point of being suspicious. That was practically a rule for the academy genre, after all. If I just watch out for those types, I should be able to manage well, though.

Nodding to myself, I wrapped up the conversation.

Ill acknowledge it. Your courage was from a reasonable place.

I wasnt trying to seek your acknowledgement!!

The next steps are the problem. What are you planning to do? I can lend a hand in driving out the mercenaries or cleaning up the goblin tribe.

How can I cooperate with someone who I dont even properly know? Forget it, Ill burn down the goblin tribe with my own hands and Ill make sure the mercenaries taste their own medicine!

The Red Tower Wizard, unable to control her emotions, swung her staff wildly before striding confidently out of the Village Chiefs house. I exchanged glances with Pink-Haired Lesbian.

What are you going to do?

Im thinking of following her.

I thought you were here to recover your memory.

I dont have any memories of it, but that wizard could have been my childhood friend, you know? And I like characters like that. You know, the ones on the side of justice.

Lecher.

YouI saw you scanning her thighs. Please reflect on yourself befo

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Dont follow m

We are! Just coincidentally going in the same direction. Thats all.

And coincidentally moving at the same speed. That is all.

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The Red Tower Wizard seemed quite irked by our uninvited company. However, our reason for following her wasnt just for the shits and giggles. It was a rescue mission.

We werent concerned that the brave wizard would lose to the goblins.

The real worry was the morally bankrupt mercenary group. When they realized that their legal opportunity to extort food had been interrupted by the wizard who went I burned down all the goblins, so get lost!, would they just quietly retreat?

That was unlikely. Moreover, the mercenaries, who had been repelled by the Urination Urge Magic at the Village Chiefs house, hadnt returned by the time we finished our conversation and left. Since there was no way they had left, skipping with their arms around each others shoulders, my guess was

Would it be an ambush?

It would be an ambush.

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There might be more prey than just /genesisforsaken