I Conquered the Tower with the EX-Class Character That I Raised - Chapter 14

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Chapter 14
‘So he really is an Apostle.’
Even after hearing Min Ji-hee’s explanation, I’d harbored doubts. A ordinary man without mana—could he truly be the representative of a transcendent being?
But the sight before my eyes shattered every suspicion.
The power to tear through dimensions and open pathways, to summon vast worlds as casually as entering one’s own home.
Could such a thing even be called magic?
It defied the very laws of the system itself—only a god’s representative could wield such power. Shouldn’t it be called a ‘miracle’?
‘To think I doubted such a being….’
Han Seol-ah arrived at the familiar place where she’d drunk the elixir and sparred before, and she saw a flag she recognized falling.
Beyond it, she sensed a cold, immense mana of ice crystallization gathering.
‘Ice magic?’
Han Seol-ah had naturally expected the ‘ominous, unidentifiable force’ she’d experienced before to come crashing down, but confusion flickered across her eyes instead.
Yet at the same time, relief washed over her.
It was the attribute she handled best, the one most familiar to her.
With this mana flow, she could capture it perfectly.
Han Seol-ah sharpened her focus.
She wove her EX-rank mana like threads, spreading a detection net within a hundred meters in all directions so that not even a speck of dust could escape her notice.
‘Come from anywhere. This time I won’t miss….’
Pop—
Her vision went black.
“…What?”
There was no pain. She hadn’t even realized she was dead. Her detection net? Her mana sensing?
All of it was useless. An absolute ‘death’ had swept past, leaving no time to react.
‘…What was that just now?’
In the black space awaiting resurrection.
In the midst of a beautiful cosmos where star clusters flowed below, Han Seol-ah reflected on the magic that had just struck her.
‘Fast. And efficient. Everything else stripped away, maximizing only speed and killing power.’
Could she replicate it?
Pop.
Consciousness returned.
Her feet touched the cold floor of the Training Ground once more.
Resurrection.
A miraculous return from death’s realm to reality, but she felt no surprise, having experienced it before.
Nebula remained motionless, as if granting her time to collect herself.
A sensation of grasping a thread of enlightenment.
Not wanting to miss this moment, Han Seol-ah extended her hand forward and concentrated.
The experience of moving mana under Frozen’s guidance proved invaluable.
Her inner mana stirred, beginning to trace a complex mandala—
‘No.’
Han Seol-ah boldly skipped the process.
Why did the intricate magic circle prove necessary?
Stabilization. That was the reason.
Frostbound mana was poison incarnate.
Merely channeling it through a mana conduit would freeze blood vessels and collapse the flesh.
The faster and more forcefully it surged, the more catastrophic the backlash became.
It was an inherent limitation—something the human body simply could not endure.
Frozen had called it this.
‘Primitive mana manipulation.’
So I had developed my magic in a different direction: reinforcing and fortifying the mana conduits to minimize the accumulation of cold damage in my body, even as frostbound mana flowed through them.
But Frozen’s approach was entirely different.
Faster. Ever faster.
Before the user’s body froze to death.
Kill the opponent first—that was the method.
And the magic I had just experienced firsthand…
It seemed to be Frozen’s teachings refined to their absolute limit.
‘Faster.’
I shoved frostbound mana into my mana conduit with violent force.
Boom!
Blood vessels froze from within, swelling until they ruptured outward.
My left arm tore apart like a rag, a scream tearing from my throat.
The moment the blood touched air, frozen droplets crystallized into rose-tinted ice dust, scattering like pollen.
Flesh froze into jewel-like shards, bone shattered like glass.
“Gaaahhh!”
I swallowed the scream.
But I did not stop.
Crash!
A potion Nebula hurled shattered at my feet, its elixir essence washing over the wound.
Bone and flesh intertwined as my arm regenerated.
The moment it fully restored, I forced mana into the conduit once more.
Boom!
“Hah… hah…”
Madness. Rupturing my own arm, regenerating it, rupturing it again—self-inflicted torture.
Yet my eyes held no trace of fear. Instead, they burned with fierce determination.
‘I will master this. I will make it mine.’
If I squandered this opportunity, South Korea was finished.
I would claim this cruel blessing the Apostle had granted me as my own.
* * *
“Aaaahhhhh!!!”
Han Seol-ah had lost her mind!
“What are you doing?!”
I hurled the potion bottle without hesitation.
Boom! Boom!
This is insane!
I hastily summoned a healing bath.
I plunged Han Seol-ah into the tub filled with shimmering pink liquid.
Shrieeeek!
As the solution in the healing bath seeped into her skin, pink vapor rose in wisps.
Boom!
Shrieeeek!
“Oh, what a horror show.”
I’ve witnessed monsters freeze and burst apart tens of millions of times over.
Han Seol-ah’s condition—the frostbite state—was identical to what I’d seen in those creatures, but…
Those monsters were mere strings of binary code placed within the game.
Han Seol-ah was a living, breathing human being.
That single fact alone made the impact feel as different as heaven and earth.
Boom! Boom! Shrieeeeeeeek!!
“Damn it.”
I wanted to mute the sound.
It made my skin crawl.
‘Is she trying to replicate it?’
At the same time, I understood why Han Seol-ah was struggling so desperately.
‘It won’t be easy.’
The magic I’d used was Glacial Flash, a level 80 Frost Mage spell.
It was a spell that poured everything into speed and destructive power.
It had the drawback of short range and narrow area of effect, making it unsuitable against large-sized monsters.
But against humanoid monsters, it wielded absolute devastating force.
‘Which is precisely why replicating it would be so difficult….’
Boom!
How many more of those spine-chilling sounds echoed through the air?
Just as I thought I couldn’t wait any longer.
Pop!
“Oh.”
Han Seol-ah had managed to successfully cast the spell, however clumsily.
The speed was sluggish, and the power was pathetic, but…
This was the first time Han Seol-ah had used magic beyond Ice Arrow and Permafrost.
[I did it…!]
Han Seol-ah bounced around with joy.
Despite the pain and exhaustion she must have endured, her face flushed with such genuine happiness that it was truly heartwarming to witness.
“You did it.”
Thud!
[The match begins.]
“Now we move to the next stage.”
* * *
Starting with Ice Missile, a level 1 basic spell.
All the way through Heavenly Icefall, a level 90 supreme-tier spell—I had her experience each one in succession.
Han Seol-ah was brimming with enthusiasm, eager to learn every spell… but I stopped her.
‘There’s no time for that.’
Considering Han Seol-ah’s sleep schedule and the mock exam, I couldn’t afford to dedicate extensive hours to spell training.
The two hundred matches I had prepared.
There was really only one thing Han Seol-ah needed to learn from them.
‘The fundamentals of magical combat!’
‘Ideally, I’d rebuild her foundation in frost magic from scratch, but…’
Right now, this takes priority.
Even if she relearned frost magic, she wouldn’t be able to use it against Scathach anyway.
So.
What matters most in a duel between mages?
Based on my experience hunting countless named-rank mage monsters, the answer is singular.
Preventing them from casting spells.
Whoosh—crack!
The ice arrow Han Seol-ah had confidently prepared scattered uselessly through the air.
[Huh?]
Han Seol-ah’s eyes widened in confusion, her expression bewildered.
The moment she began gathering mana again to cast another spell.
Ting!
Just before her mana array could complete, a minute mana fluctuation I sent forth brushed against her spell circle.
Crash.
The spell shattered like glass before it could even activate.
[W-what is this…!]
Flustered, Han Seol-ah attempted spells in rapid succession.
Ting! Crackle. Ting!
No matter how much mana she poured out, the result remained the same.
Misfire. Misfire. Another misfire.
“It won’t come out, will it?”
I chuckled and flicked my fingers.
“I’m not blocking it. I’m preventing you from casting it.”
This is the technique I’ve mastered—Dispel Magic.
It’s not officially registered as a ‘Spell’ or ‘Skill’ in Lost Honor… it’s more of a trick, a technique, a bug—something like that.
I intend to carve this skill into Han Seol-ah’s very being.
How?
“By getting hit until you learn it.”
* * *
Boom!
[Heavenly Icefall has been cancelled]
“Now we’re getting somewhere.”
Click. Click.
I tapped the mouse and hotkeys with brisk precision.
Boom-boom-boom!
The magical exchange had accelerated to such inhuman speeds that the impact sounds overlapped into a single continuous roar.
And the moment Han Seol-ah showed any sign of casting a spell—
“Not happening.”
I cancelled it instantly.
Boom!
[Ugh…!]
Han Seol-ah staggered backward, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth as internal injuries took their toll.
“Your concentration broke.”
Even so, I had to keep disrupting her spell casting.
“Then perish.”
A colossal ice meteor crashed down upon Han Seol-ah, who had failed to dispel my magic.
[Training session concluded]
The fiftieth and final match of the day had come to an end.
[…Thank you.]
“You did well.”
Even if she couldn’t hear me.
I reinstalled the healing bath in the corner for Han Seol-ah.
She scurried over and submerged herself in the tub…
Boom!
“Phew.”
The sound of something detonating began again.
“Keep at it.”
I left Han Seol-ah to her magical training.
From my backpack, I withdrew Eternal Winter.
“….”
I paused for a moment to admire its exquisite beauty.
Then I rotated the massive gemstone embedded in the staff’s tip, examining it from every angle.
I was searching for something specific.
“There it is.”
An elegantly inscribed ‘N’ mark.
Nebula’s initials.
An insignia that automatically appears on every item I create.
Its presence proves that this is something I crafted.
“…So I really did create this item.”
The feeling is strange.
An item I conjured with just a few clicks exists in reality.
At the same time, my heart races.
Countless legendary-tier items sleeping in my warehouse.
And the ‘Genesis-tier items’…
Could these actually manifest in the real world?
‘When I send Han Seol-ah back this time…’
Which item should I give her? Should I pack some of those legendary items rotting away in storage?
But that pleasant fantasy shattered immediately.
[Warning: The possessed individual may only carry ‘one item’ upon return.]
“…Damn.”
The ‘Eternal Winter’ I already gave her is occupying the slot.
To give her something else, I’d have to take that away—which I can’t do.
“Too bad. I wanted to boost her gear a bit.”
‘Since there are no items beyond Genesis-tier… I’ll have to settle for this.’
But it’s not all bad news.
The possession ticket refills once I defeat Scathach.
If I possess another hunter with it, I can send them back with ‘a different item’.
I have four more Genesis-tier items remaining.
Excluding the one Nebula is wearing and the one I absolutely must keep, I still have two left.
‘I need to make more.’
I’ve run out of materials needed to craft Genesis-tier items, so it’s difficult right now.
‘Don’t rush this.’
…For now, I should focus only on defeating Scathach.
And here’s something surprising.
After hearing a detailed explanation from Han Seol-ah… apparently a spirit named Frozen dwells within Eternal Winter.
“Hello?”
…But there’s no response whatsoever.
“…Is it because I’m not the owner?”
Ownership of Eternal Winter has transferred to Han Seol-ah.
It seems the spirit Frozen can only be awakened by Han Seol-ah.
“Hmm. I was curious. Guess it can’t be helped.”
Besides, learning that the Genesis trait is rechargeable is new information.
In the game, the Genesis trait had no such limitation.
If that’s the case, then the conclusion is probably one thing.
“Things change when they materialize in reality.”
I activated Synchronization with a click.
Then I began channeling mana into Eternal Winter to charge it.
“…Hello?”
I tried speaking to it, wondering if it would only respond when the Frozen mana was present, but as expected, there was no answer.
* * *
The first time Frozen saw a human who had been erased from the world, leaving no trace of presence whatsoever.
The artificial spirit of ‘Eternal Winter’, Frozen, understood.
This being was not the ‘Creator Nebula’.
Not with the death aura that killed all living things merely by existing nearby.
Not with that breathtakingly beautiful face.
Not with that taciturn silence—none of the qualities the Creator possessed were present.
Yet simultaneously, Frozen knew with absolute certainty that this being was connected to the Creator.
And Frozen trembled.
Shocked that the impossible had occurred.
It was an impact that threatened to shatter existence itself.
The lowly humans called this being the ‘Apostle’.
The ‘Apostle’ and ‘Creator Nebula’ were connected.
The ‘Nebula’ they conceived of was transcendence itself.
In their eyes, ‘one human’ would appear as nothing more than a small terminal connected to the transcendent.
Foolish, foolish!
No!
Stupid humans.
It’s the ‘opposite’.
The ‘Apostle’ you speak of—
is not a fragment of my Creator ‘Nebula’.
The one you fear so greatly.
And the one I revere beyond measure, my Creator…
‘Nebula’ is a fragment of this being…!
[Aah… aah.]
Frozen released a spiritual scream no one else could hear.
It was impossible.
There could not exist in this universe a being that surpassed the Creator!
And so, in that shock, Frozen fell silent.
The moment the ‘Apostle’s’ hand first touched Frozen…
Frozen knew that this ‘impossible thing’ was truly ‘reality’.
[Great, truly great one…!]
Ah. Above the heavens lies another heaven.
And above that heaven exists the universe.
And above the universe, there truly exists a being of incomparable greatness.
Yet it seemed the great one could not hear Frozen’s voice.
As Frozen trembled with frustration inside the subspace backpack.
In the narrow, dark room, the great one reached in and pulled Frozen out.
[Huh?]
From the grasp of that great being, an unbearable torrent of light erupted forth.
Kwaaaaaaaa—!
[Ugh, ugggghhhhh!]
A forced infusion beyond even the capacity to scream.
Amidst the overwhelming deluge of mana that far exceeded his limits, Frozen trembled violently.
That great being… had begun to ‘burst’ him from within!

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