The AI Archmage - Chapter 56

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AI Archmage Episode 56

 

“Young Lady, what should we do from now on?”

 

“Don’t call me that, please.”

 

Eira grumbled as she felt a headache coming on.

 

“…I’m going crazy, really.”

 

But she couldn’t blame her teacher for suddenly leaving, as it seemed like he hadn’t gone for ordinary business.

 

The craftsmen just stood there blankly, looking around the Blue Tower.

 

To be honest, looking at the Magic Tower’s building itself, it wasn’t overwhelming.

 

As 3-star craftsmen, they had been mobilized for repair work at other Four Great Magic Towers before.

 

The shock they felt when first seeing the White Tower or Red Tower was indescribable.

 

Compared to those, the Blue Tower was… just, rather ordinary.

 

Looking at the building itself, there was nothing particularly special or overwhelming about it.

 

But did that mean the craftsmen weren’t surprised?

 

That wasn’t the case.

 

The existence of the golems they saw on the way was shocking, but what was even more surprising was…

 

“They’re using magic tools this naturally?”

 

“And the level of those magic tools…”

 

The environment of the Blue Tower itself.

 

Basically, Magic Towers prioritized magic, and magic tools were merely auxiliary tools used when necessary.

 

The fusion of magic and magic tools?

 

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that almost no mages had such audacious thoughts.

 

But this place was different.

 

The mages of the Blue Tower used magic tools as freely as their own hands and feet.

 

From the perspective of Dute and the other craftsmen, it was like seeing another world.

 

“This is… amazing.”

 

Dute stared blankly at the scene and asked Eira.

 

“Was the Blue Tower originally… like this?”

 

“Ah, no it wasn’t.”

 

Eira shook her head and recalled her previous memories.

 

The original Blue Tower was, how should she put it.

 

‘It was mediocre in every aspect.’

 

It wasn’t a bad tower.

 

But the problem was that its direction wasn’t clear, and the conditions weren’t good either.

 

“Everything changed after Teacher Sion stepped forward.”

 

“All of this, that person did it all…”

 

The craftsmen stared blankly at the scenery. They couldn’t explain it, but if this place developed further and the vision Sion desired became reality.

 

Perhaps…

 

‘The future we hoped for might come.’

 

An era they had only imagined, where magic tools would be accepted by ‘everyone’.

 

A somewhat bright future was drawn in the craftsmen’s minds.

 

“I’m a bit late due to some business.”

 

At that moment, Sion approached the craftsmen with leisurely steps.

 

“Something suddenly came up. Did you get a chance to look around the Blue Tower in the meantime?”

 

“Ah, yes. It was… certainly unique. I never expected to feel this way in a Magic Tower.”

 

“Are you feeling motivated?”

 

“Well, yes, for now…”

 

Dute nodded his head for the time being.

 

However, motivation was one thing, but how they would live here right now was another problem.

 

“But how will we be living from now on?”

 

“As I mentioned, we plan to build separate accommodations. We’re actually creating a village nearby.”

 

“Then surely we won’t have to sleep outdoors until then…”

 

“Haha, of course not.”

 

No matter how thick-skinned Sion was, he wouldn’t go that far.

 

“Naturally, you’ll be living in the Main Tower until then. You can move when the accommodations are completed.”

 

“Is that… alright? We don’t want to unnecessarily take up space in the Tower…”

 

“Oh, that’s fine.”

 

It was Eira who answered instead.

 

She spoke with a complicated smile.

 

“There’s plenty of room.”

 

“Why?”

 

“Why? Because it’s ruined.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

The craftsmen tilted their heads as if they didn’t understand.

 

“But with such efficient magic tools lying around, how could it be ruined…”

 

“Those didn’t exist before the teacher came.”

 

“Hmm.”

 

So all this scenery they had seen would be without the ‘magic tools’?

 

“I see. It was ruined.”

 

“That’s right.”

 

“Then why did you choose this place, Young Lady?”

 

“Don’t call me Young Lady… Never mind. Because there was nowhere else.”

 

“Ah, I suppose…”

 

“I suppose?”

 

Eira looked at the craftsmen with sharp eyes.

 

The craftsmen slightly avoided Eira’s gaze and said.

 

“…Anyway, that’s what it means, anyway.”

 

Sion quietly watched the conversation and then spoke.

 

“Eira, I’ll leave the craftsmen’s guidance to you. Any empty room is fine, wherever they prefer.”

 

“Yes, teacher.”

 

Eira responded to Sion’s words and immediately took the craftsmen with her into the Blue Tower.

 

Sion watched their retreating figures and fell into thought.

 

He had already decided on a plan for utilizing the craftsmen.

 

However, before that, they would need to get accustomed to the atmosphere of the Blue Tower.

 

‘About a week should do it.’

 

For that duration, it would be best to let them take it easy first.

 

After all, adaptation comes first in everything.

 

[Somehow this tower never seems to run peacefully.]

 

“You’re telling me.”

 

Sion scratched his head.

 

Why on earth did such things keep happening when someone like him, who loved peace and wanted to live a stable daily life, was in charge?

 

[Your conscience…]

 

“What?”

 

[A-ahem! Well then, Human, what are you planning to do now?]

 

For now, Eira would handle distributing rooms to the craftsmen, so there was no need to worry about that.

 

Then what remained was…

 

“Let’s see, shall we take a look?”

 

Sion muttered with a listless expression.

 

“Exactly what our Tower Master did while I was away.”

 

[…Human, shouldn’t it usually be the other way around?]

 

“Nope, it shouldn’t.”

 

Sion said confidently.

 

A short while later, Sion barged straight into Lumia’s office and immediately questioned her.

 

“Tower Master, please report everything you did while I was away, without omitting anything.”

 

“…Huh?”

 

Lumia, who had been drinking tea and barely managing to calm her mind, looked at Sion with wide eyes.

 

“U-usually isn’t it the other way around?”

 

“No, it isn’t.”

 

At Sion’s firm declaration, Lumia broke out in a cold sweat and said,

 

“Uh, well… I became more familiar with Magic Tool Utilization, and I also paid attention to operating the tower as Tower Master.”

 

“I see.”

 

“A-and I also learned how to control golems. I’m also studying the blueprints of the village currently being built!”

 

“Excellent.”

 

Sion nodded his head.

 

At that praise, Lumia’s face brightened.

 

“R-right?! I worked really hard, hehe!”

 

“Then what about your magic studies?”

 

At Sion’s words, Lumia, who had been boasting about her achievements, froze in place.

 

“Uh… what?”

 

“I mean magic studies. You’re not going to stay stuck at 6th Circle for life. You’re naturally continuing your studies, right?”

 

At Sion’s question, Lumia froze completely.

 

“Ah.”

 

“Ah?”

 

A moment of silence stretched between the two.

 

And Lumia said nothing, only breaking out in cold sweat as she whistled an incredibly awkward tune.

 

“Whee, wheee…”

 

From Lumia’s reaction, Sion was able to realize one fact.

 

“Tower Master.”

 

“…Uh, yes?!”

 

“You’ve been neglecting your magic studies lately, haven’t you?”

 

Lumia quietly turned her gaze elsewhere.

 

Sion watched her intently.

 

And after the silence continued, Lumia confessed the truth in a barely audible voice.

 

“…Yes.”

 

Sion thought to himself while maintaining his smiling expression.

 

‘Ah, this is driving me crazy. Really.’

 

* * *

 

Lumia spoke in a small voice.

 

“I, I have Tower Master duties and need to study the Magic Engineering theories you taught me, so adding magic studies on top of that is a bit…”

 

“But you still have to do it, right?”

 

“B, but isn’t being 6th Circle at my age an incredible achievement?”

 

“So have you been running the Blue Tower well all this time with that incredible achievement?”

 

“…No.”

 

Everything is relative.

 

Lumia’s talent was outstanding and her efforts were admirable, but from Sion’s perspective, she needed to work harder.

 

“B, but 7th Circle isn’t a level you can reach so easily! Besides, Sion, you’re not exactly 7th Circle either…!”

 

Lumia tried to resist desperately, but before she could finish speaking, Sion implemented a magic spell.

 

It was what people called Circle Measurement Magic, a method of proving the level of magic one could use through ‘circles.’

 

And the number of Sion’s circles was seven.

 

“What did you say about me?”

 

“I’m sorry.”

 

Lumia quickly assessed the situation as a genius would and bowed her head.

 

It’s not easy to dumbfound a genius born with innate magical talent, but Sion had accomplished it.

 

Lumia instinctively knew there was only one thing she could say in this situation.

 

“…I’ll reduce my sleep.”

 

“There’s one thing you’re misunderstanding – it’s not that you need to reach 7th Circle immediately.”

 

“Th, then what is it…?”

 

“Build your foundation. In the Tower Master’s case, that foundation is more important than anything else.”

 

“Foundation….”

 

“Haven’t you been doing all your magic research through self-study until now? Since the Previous Tower Master is currently missing.”

 

“Th, that’s true.”

 

“I acknowledge the Tower Master’s talent, but even so, there are limits to researching alone.”

 

Until now, there had been help from other seniors, and it wouldn’t have been difficult at lower levels.

 

But from now on, it would be different.

 

Especially for the 6th Circle… and furthermore, to efficiently and stably reach the realms beyond, systematized information was needed.

 

“From today onwards, the Tower Master won’t need to handle all of the Blue Tower’s affairs for a while.”

 

“R, really?!”

 

At those words, Lumia’s eyes lit up as she looked at Sion.

 

What was this cold, unprecedented something doing speaking such merciful words!

 

“Th, then will Sion take over my duties….”

 

“No. Senior Barean will be the one to suffer through it.”

 

“Ah, ahh….”

 

Lumia silently offered her condolences to Barean.

 

“I’ll take charge of the Tower Master’s education. I’ll teach you thoroughly, efficiently, and intuitively.”

 

“Th, thoroughly?”

 

“Yes, thoroughly. Strictly.”

 

At those words, a drop of cold sweat trickled down Lumia’s forehead.

 

‘I’m going to die, aren’t I?’

 

But resigned to her unchangeable fate, Lumia sighed and asked.

 

“Sigh… Then what should I start with? No, more than that, why are you suddenly going to educate me….”

 

“Well, because there will soon come a time when the Tower Master will need to step forward directly.”

 

“What…?”

 

Lumia tilted her head in confusion.

 

A time when she would need to step forward directly?

 

Nothing immediately came to mind.

 

Sion’s words cleared up her confusion.

 

“The Magic Council.”

 

“…!”

 

To Lumia, whose face had stiffened, Sion calmly explained.

 

“The Main Tower is currently drawing an upward growth curve. And it’s growing very rapidly at that.”

 

“That’s… true.”

 

“Do you think the Council will remain unaware of this forever?”

 

At Sion’s question, Lumia shook her head.

 

That was impossible.

 

No matter how much they were controlling information, there were limits.

 

Moreover, the Magic Council was an organization at the pinnacle of mages.

 

“Soon, the Council will start making their moves.”

 

Sion was certain.

 

The Council would soon notice the Blue Tower’s growth.

 

And just like in the past, they would cleverly pressure the Blue Tower and corner it.

 

Until then, they had to grow as much as possible and prepare for those schemes.

 

“Enough talk, we’ll have to work hard, won’t we?”

 

“….”

 

Lumia looked at the smiling Sion and asked pitifully.

 

“For now, can I write my will?”

 

“No, you cannot.”

 

“Hiiing….”

 

Sion was cold.

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