Adopting the Male Protagonist Changed the Genre - Chapter 36

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Chapter 36

Though I couldn’t see his face clearly as he wore his hood pulled low, his manner of speaking to me seemed quite sociable.

Moreover, seeing the failed interviewees cheer quietly at his appearance, he seemed to have quite a good reputation.

“Then choose me.”

I discreetly checked the brooch attached to his cape.

Mages are divided from 1st to 9th rank according to their magical power, with those closer to 9th rank having more magical power.

And the stars on the brooch that prove membership in the Magic Tower were like a report card that intuitively showed a mage’s abilities.

Based on the number of stars on his brooch, the mage before me was a 3rd rank mage.

Though I said I was looking for a mage of 3rd rank or higher, that was merely the minimum standard.

Honestly speaking, a 3rd rank mage has too little magical power to be capable of teaching anyone.

Yet here he was, so confidently telling me to hire him.

‘What’s… with him?’

I discreetly glanced at Vivian.

“That’s Chaser, the Archmage’s only disciple.”

Vivian whispered, giving me a hint.

At those words, I frowned slightly.

As far as I knew, the Archmage’s first disciple was the protagonist of 【Hirome】.

Ending number 11, the Conqueror of the Gray Tower.

In that ending that begins when you meet the Archmage, the Archmage says this:

“I’ll specially tell my name to the little one who became my first disciple. Ah, of course, you must never speak this master’s name aloud.”

But the Archmage already had a disciple?

The sense of unease I felt when entering the Magic Tower pricked at my nerves like a thorn stuck under a fingernail.

I narrowed my eyes and observed the mage who claimed to be the Archmage’s disciple.

Sociable, well-regarded, suspicious but capable enough for the Archmage to take as a disciple – a young mage.

But paradoxically, being the Archmage’s disciple was what bothered me.

In my situation where I need to avoid the patron, there’s no more fatal disqualification than that. Plus he’s only a 3rd rank mage.

Did he notice my intention to refuse from my expression?

Suddenly, the lips barely visible under his hood curved into a thin smile.

“You’ll change your mind when you see this. My service has high satisfaction ratings.”

And Chaser removed his hood.

In an instant, a ray of light shone through the dark Magic Tower.

Pink curly hair as sweet-looking as spring flowers.

Gray eyes that sparkled like a meteor’s tail.

A beauty mark under his left eye that revealed playfulness, as if a child had accidentally placed it there.

Though his under-eyes were slightly dark, even that was digested as decadent beauty, and his looks truly shone.

“Hngh.”

“Oh my god.”

Inside the Magic Tower, where existence itself was said to blaspheme against god, voices calling out to god erupted from here and there.

If not for the Belinda translator, I too would have cried out to god like them.

If he’d been born in Korea, he would have met his calling as an idol and bought a building in Gangnam just from photocard sales.

Chaser, who was responsible for the Magic Tower’s welfare with his face, smiled with his eyes using his tremendously destructive face and asked again.

Each time he tilted his head, the fancy earrings on his ears sparkled dazzlingly.

“How about it? Have you changed your mind, customer?”

Yes, I think so.

“No.”

Oops, saved by the Belinda translator.

I almost rented the Archmage’s low-level disciple because of his face.

“Hmm. This is the first time my charm offensive didn’t work.”

Chaser laughed as if somewhat embarrassed and scratched his cheek.

That guy, that guy. He’s someone who knows how to use his face to get what he wants.

Indeed, I could feel Vivian behind me tugging at my sleeve as if urging me.

No, Vivian. I understand your feelings, but we can’t fall for this kind of charm offensive!

When I shook my head, Chaser, who had been pondering while tapping his chin with his index finger, called out to a mage who happened to be passing nearby.

“Penny.”

“Ch-Chaser.”

Looking at his brooch, he was a 4th rank mage like Vivian.

He pointed to the chairs the interviewees had used while waiting their turn and spoke in a tone that sounded strangely commanding.

“Could you float these with levitation magic?”

“I have other things to do…”

“Oh, perfect. Here, one more task added.”

The mage, unable to refuse Chaser’s request, broke out in cold sweat and pulled out his staff from within his large sleeves.

A light like a firefly sparkled at the tip of the staff that looked like an ordinary tree branch.

The mage who drew a complex magic circle in the air stitch by stitch with it let out a small “Hup!” and pointed his staff at the wooden chair.

Then the chair floated up and began to slowly drift through the air as the staff directed.

During this, the mage’s face turned so red I worried he might collapse from high blood pressure.

Soon the chair landed precariously on the ground, trembling.

“Phew.”

The mage looked back at us with a proud expression.

To be honest…

“Useless.”

“Right?”

Chaser agreed with my words and lightly snapped his fingers. That was all.

But at that moment, ten chairs floated up and began spinning around me like Earth orbiting the sun.

Chaser’s dark eyes were faintly rimmed with gold, sparkling like a mischievous cat’s eyes.

“How about it, feel like renting me now?”

“Hmph, just as useless.”

…he was too outstanding a talent to refuse with that.

Knowing I shouldn’t, I ended up offering a compromise.

“…Let me see you work for today first, then I’ll decide on employment.”

“Please treat me well for the day, master.”

Calling me with a title that instantly upgraded from customer to master, Chaser smiled brightly.

Look at this incarnation of the service industry? I really like him!

* * *

I was leaving the Magic Tower and riding in a carriage back to Blanche Manor with Chaser.

Chaser let out a light sigh as if he had forgotten something.

“Ah, master.”

His voice calling me was strangely meaningful.

I turned my gaze to Chaser sitting beside me.

Somehow his complexion looked darker than before, and he didn’t seem to be in good condition.

Could he be getting carriage sick?

It was when I scooted away from Chaser with small movements.

Moving closer to me by the distance I’d created, Chaser whispered in a weak voice.

“Lend me your shoulder.”

“What?”

“I’m going to faint for a moment.”

Then thud. A heavy weight settled on my shoulder.

“…?”

I raised my index finger and gently pushed Chaser’s head away. Chaser limply fell over toward the carriage door.

“Hey, he’s really asleep?”

Terry, who had come out as my escort instead of Lord Penandel, said while waving his hand in front of Chaser’s face.

Then, Vivian, who had been sitting across from us with her mouth shut the whole time, spoke up like a sigh.

“It’s probably because his mana is depleted.”

What, what did he do to deplete his mana?

“Chaser has relatively little mana even for a 3rd-tier mage. He probably overexerted himself using levitation magic earlier.”

Since a 4th-tier mage had been panting just from lifting a single chair, it wasn’t that strange for Chaser, a 3rd-tier mage, to faint from mana depletion after levitating ten chairs.

Rather, the amazing thing was that he lifted all those chairs with a single gesture.

I confirmed that Chaser was asleep again and asked what I couldn’t ask earlier.

“Is he really a 3rd-tier mage?”

“Yes, Chaser is a genius. He has excellent application skills, so he can cast more powerful magic than others even with little mana.”

In other words, he’s like a high-performance wireless vacuum cleaner with a terrible battery?

“So usually he would take on jobs that required powerful magic for short periods of time. As far as I know, he’s never taken on tutoring work like this… But unlike reclusive mages, he’s sociable….”

Vivian’s voice gradually became quieter as she introduced Chaser.

“But I’m a bit scared….”

“…?”

Didn’t she fall completely for his charm earlier and even tug on my sleeve saying we should hire him?

“You didn’t seem that way.”

I was referring to Vivian, but she must have thought I was talking about Chaser.

Vivian clenched her fists as if hiding her nervousness and whispered.

“Well, I mean, he’s fine during the day, but at night….”

At night?

“Oh, no, it’s nothing.”

Hey, look at this girl.

There are two ways to make someone angry: one is not finishing what you’re saying, and the second is!

“I think we’ve arrived?”

The carriage stopped just as Terry opened his mouth.

And with amazing timing, Chaser woke up stretching lazily like a cat that had been sleeping soundly.

Seeing that Chaser had woken up, Vivian fled and was the first to get out of the carriage.

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