Let’s Make Saving a Habit - Chapter 121

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Chapter 121
The moment I arrived at the Magic Tower, a magical circle materialized before my eyes as if waiting, and the Magic Tower Master appeared with a pop.
“Tania! So our daughter-in-law has arrived!”
It seemed he had now fully committed to calling me his daughter-in-law.
Like father, like son—he resembled that father of his from his dramatic entrance right down to his excitable mannerisms.
No wonder rumors circulated that Elysion might be a secret child the Magic Tower Master had fathered.
“Yes. I hope you’ve been well? Now that I think about it, I’ve visited the Magic Tower often, but I haven’t seen you much.”
“Nonsense. Seeing you like this is enough. When I heard you were coming, I cleared my entire schedule for today.”
“My, truly?”
The Magic Tower Master had once suffered from chronic financial deficits, and I had provided him investment to make an agricultural project succeed.
After that, his attitude toward me had shifted a complete one-eighty.
Where he had once been lukewarm and treated me as an oddity, he now seemed to regard me more dearly than his own son, Elysion.
“It’s been a while since the three of us talked together.”
“It has. This is the first time since I began dating Elysion, isn’t it?”
“That’s right! You two were dawdling so much—have you finally decided to get married?”
I knew this was coming.
For some reason, the Magic Tower Master had always been eager to pair me and Elysion together since long ago.
But I had come prepared today with my secret weapon.
“Ah, Magic Tower Master, but today it’s not just the three of us.”
“What? You, me, and Elysion. If it’s not three of us, how many are there?”
He seemed not to have noticed yet, his gaze fixed solely on me.
Then again, he had been speaking as if his own son Elysion beside him didn’t exist, so there was no way he would have noticed.
“Now that I think about it, I don’t believe our families have ever had a conversation together. So I brought an elder with me.”
“An elder…?”
I smiled softly and turned slightly to introduce my Grandfather, who stood behind me.
“Let me introduce him. You probably already know him, but he’s my grandfather.”
“It’s been a long time, Daniel.”
Grandfather Declan flashed a grin at the Magic Tower Master, baring his teeth.
That smile resembled a predator that had spotted its prey.
In contrast, the Magic Tower Master’s face began to turn deathly pale, as if he’d seen a ghost.
The Magic Tower Master’s head turned with a creaking sound, like an old, rusted machine.
Only in an emergency did he turn to his own son, Elysion.
“Explain what’s going on here, Elysion.”
“Well, uh, there’s nothing wrong with it, is there? Ahahaha….”
Elysion averted his gaze and mumbled evasively.
I tilted my head in confusion.
While it was true that I had brought my Grandfather to my side, I hadn’t expected the Magic Tower Master to be so intimidated.
And for good reason….
“Are the two of you on bad terms? I thought you’d get along well since you’re similar in age and temperament.”
The Magic Tower Master trembled violently, his entire body shaking.
“Who on earth is comparing me to some ruffian like that?!”
Even if it was something I shouldn’t have heard, this was too much.
Calling Grandfather a ruffian right in front of his granddaughter—those were harsh words indeed.
I was about to protest to the Magic Tower Master when—
“It’s fine, Tania.”
Grandfather steadied me with a gentle hand on my shoulder, then stepped forward to face the Magic Tower Master directly.
“More importantly, I’d like to have a serious conversation about you calling our granddaughter a daughter-in-law earlier.”
“Ahem! Declan, that is… well…”
“How convenient that you’ve cleared your entire schedule today.”
He suggested they have a long talk.
In that tense moment, Elysion stepped in to mediate between the Magic Tower Master and Grandfather Declan.
“Now, now! Why don’t we head to the Dining Room and have a meal first?”

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Thanks to Elysion’s mediation, we made our way toward the Dining Room.
He walked ahead and gave the Magic Tower Master a subtle jab to the ribs.
“Father, why did you call Declan a ruffian like that?”
“Hmph. I did nothing wrong. I didn’t even say anything false—so why?”
“Are you really going to be like this?”
When Elysion poked him in the ribs once more, the Magic Tower Master finally burst out.
“Ugh, fine! That Declan fellow—whenever he spots something he wants, he’s always made it his own from way back!”
He was so indignant that he even beat his own chest in protest.
Hmm, seeing the Magic Tower Master appeal to himself as the victim like this…
I couldn’t help but smile, remembering how in another timeline he’d pestered my Mother to give him Elysion, his own son.
Though of course, that hasn’t happened in this timeline.
“Do you know how many of our mages Declan has stolen from us? If that’s not being a ruffian, what is?”
“Anyone listening would think I’d hired an industrial spy.”
Grandfather Declan raised an eyebrow in response.
“I merely brought young people who were suffering from low wages, excessive overtime, brutal working conditions, and poor environments to Papiope and gave them treatment befitting their abilities.”
“If they’d stayed at the Magic Tower, they might have achieved greater magical heights, however impoverished!”
“What good is academic achievement if one cannot afford to eat without money?”
“Tsk…”
The Magic Tower Master ground his teeth in frustration but couldn’t muster a rebuttal.
The Magic Tower now had more than enough funds, so while the workload was intense, the compensation matched it.
But before the Agricultural Revolution Project, the Magic Tower had suffered from chronic financial deficits.
Back then, the work was grueling yet the pay was meager.
So there was no way Grandfather, who collected talent from all corners, would simply overlook them.
It’s true that Grandfather brought him here hoping to keep the Magic Tower Master occupied.
But seeing it escalate toward an actual fight, I decided to mediate between them this time.
“Enough! Why are you arguing about things from the past? Let’s not bring that up anymore.”
The Magic Tower Master reluctantly agreed despite his displeased expression.
“Hmph…! Well, for the sake of my daughter-in-law, I’ll let it go at that.”
“Daughter-in-law?”
Grandfather’s sharp gaze made the Magic Tower Master shrink back slightly.
Yet his pride seemed to prevent him from taking back his words entirely.
“…Prospective.”
Despite Elysion and I taking turns mediating, the two of them continued their quarrel throughout the meal.
“Daniel, at your age and still a picky eater?”
“Because I can stay young longer than someone covered in wrinkles like you.”
“So your mental age is low as well, then.”
“What did you say?”
At this point, I began to regret bringing Grandfather Declan here.
I had a feeling that even my relationship with the Magic Tower Master would deteriorate.
I was contemplating whether I should revert to the save point from this morning.
The Magic Tower Master’s face drained of all color as he pounded his chest repeatedly.
Then he breathed heavily and even broke into a cold sweat…
Seeing this, I sensed instinctively that something was coming.
“Magic Tower Master, are you choking?”
“Ugh… It seems so. That old fool is the reason nothing ever goes right for me.”
“Are you alright? Let me apologize on Grandfather’s behalf.”
As I stood up and moved toward him, Grandfather Declan’s eyes narrowed sharply.
“You’re the Magic Tower Master—can’t you use magic to fix indigestion? I’m starting to suspect you’re faking it.”
“…This is why amateurs are hopeless! If I had an external injury, I could cast a recovery spell, but how am I supposed to handle something like this?”
Then Grandfather opened his mouth with a satisfied expression.
“Well, our granddaughter can cure that for you.”
“Oh! Grandfather, that’s…”
As Grandfather Declan aged, his digestive abilities had weakened, and he’d begun suffering from indigestion more frequently.
So once I had taken the time to perform bloodletting for him…
After seeing its effectiveness that time, Grandfather would come to me whenever he had indigestion, asking me to do it again.
Elysion tilted his head, as if hearing about this for the first time.
“Tania, did you secretly learn medicine?”
“No. It’s just a folk remedy. Though I can guarantee the results.”
“Whatever works—if it’s effective, give it a try!”
Whether from acute indigestion or something else, the Magic Tower Master’s complexion had grown even more pallid in the meantime.
I never imagined I’d be demonstrating folk remedies to the Magic Tower Master, who stood at the pinnacle of magic.

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