The Teddy Bear Sends the Insomniac Villain to Dreamland - Chapter 80

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Chapter 80
Clinky couldn’t hide the drool trickling down his chin.
Ren had mentioned there was a treasure in the Magic Tower—a peculiar bear doll—so I came here thinking I’d been duped, but…
‘This is real, isn’t it?’
It was truly an extraordinary bear doll.
For Clinky, who was always absorbed in magical artifact research, the existence of a bear doll that spoke without any magic was an enigma.
A new species?
If it possessed consciousness, would it have internal organs, flesh, and bone like a human body?
A brain? Would it have a brain too?
‘Ah, I’m going mad with curiosity!!’
My heart raced wildly. I wanted to dissect this doll immediately and examine its internal structure.
It was when I grabbed the bear doll with my pounding heart, knife in hand.
“What are you doing?”
The captured bear doll asked with bright, inquisitive eyes.
In that instant, Clinky felt a shudder run through his entire body.
From a bear doll that looked no bigger than a fist, soft and plush—he felt a terror so intense it was almost embarrassing.
Clinky brushed the back of his neck, which had stiffened, with his free hand.
That couldn’t be right.
There was no way he could feel that way about a bear doll.
Though it was called a treasure of the Magic Tower, from what he’d heard, it didn’t possess any special abilities, did it?
He was a 6-Circle Mage, after all.
A high-ranking mage whom even the Magic Tower wouldn’t dare to cross!
Clinky straightened his shoulders again and tightened his grip on the bear doll.
Let’s dissect it quickly.
With trembling hands, I repositioned the knife and attempted to cut open its belly first.
“…Huh?”
But my hands were empty.
From below his knees, an irritated voice rang out.
“Hey, Mage. Were you trying to dissect me?”
What?
How did it escape?
Before Clinky could even process what had just happened, the bear doll crossed its arms and stood on one leg.
The way it swung its foot was filled with considerable displeasure.
“You’re quite rude, Mage.”
“What?”
Clinky’s lips twisted upward.
How dare this bear doll call him, a 6-Circle Mage, rude.
Dumbfounded, Clinky swept his cold gaze over Vivian.
“Do you know who I am?”
Vivian didn’t respond and simply let out a deep sigh.
“Look at this. This is exactly why human Mages have a reputation for being greedy and eccentric. Just because you’re curious, does that mean you can dissect everything?”
Then he glanced at Ren with a shake of his head.
“You need to break that habit, Mage Ren.”
Ren, sprawled on the ground, blinked vacantly before muttering.
“You just… used magic…”
Ren’s astonished words never reached Clinky’s deaf ears.
“I can do whatever I want. I’m the high-ranking Mage Clinky.”
“Pfft.”
A booming laugh shattered the tense atmosphere. Vivian wiped at the corner of her eyes as if brushing away tears.
“No. You can’t. You won’t even be able to touch my fingertip.”
Her tone was absolute certainty. Deep wrinkles formed between Clinky’s brows.
“What are you so confident about? That you’re friends with a dragon? Unfortunately, dragons no longer exist in this age. They only existed in the Demon Realm, which people spoke of 200 years ago.”
“As expected of a Mage—you certainly know your ancient history. Most nobles these days don’t know such things.”
“Stop spouting nonsense. Who exactly are you? That bit about being friends with a dragon is a lie too, isn’t it?”
Despite the barrage of denials, Vivian simply nodded kindly.
“Yeah. It was actually a lie.”
“I knew it!”
Clinky turned to Ren and clicked his tongue.
“Falling for such a transparent lie. Don’t tell me this whole ‘Magic Tower treasure’ business is just something you and Mystic misunderstood?”
Before Ren could even respond, Clinky whirled around again.
“Friends with a dragon, my foot!”
“Well, not a friend—my butler.”
“….”
His mocking mouth sealed shut as if stitched closed.
“Ah, finally quiet.”
Growing weary, Vivian stepped back and asked Ren.
“I’ve been kidnapped all the way here—when are you giving me the Magic Tower history books?”
“Oh, that… wait. That’s not why I did this. Clinky, move aside.”
Ren approached, pointing accusingly after witnessing the liquid transformation magic I used to slip from Clinky’s grasp.
“You used magic.”
Ren’s eyes were spinning wildly.
But this time too, Clinky blocked him again. His Mage pride scratched, Clinky huffed and breathed roughly.
Vivian stood among the Mages surrounding her, observing the chaotic situation unfold.
That’s when Clinky suddenly bellowed an incantation.
“Summon!”
Summoning magic unfurled across the air. Space opened between white circles, and people draped in magical robes began emerging one by one.
Both the other Mages summoned here and Vivian stared at Clinky in disbelief.
Unbothered by their looks of seeing a madman, he declared.
“I’ll give half of my magical artifacts to whoever captures that research subject!”
It was an incredibly tempting proposition for Mages. Free magical artifacts from the mad magical scientist Clinky?
The Mages, startled by the sudden summons, completely shifted their expressions.
Some began pulling out their staffs, while others started muttering incantations.
It was a chaotic, disorganized spectacle.
Vivian remained silent, simply observing the entire scene unfold.
‘This is a mess.’
The situation had deteriorated far worse than anticipated.
As the saying went, the Magic Tower had always been filled with those obsessed with magic.
Even at a glance, all thirty-odd people here bore expressions that were anything but normal.
Some licked their lips, others sat suspended in mid-air adjusting broken spectacles.
Every single one of them exhibited bizarre behavior.
Vivian chuckled softly as she observed the mad Mages—something she hadn’t witnessed in roughly two hundred years.
She hadn’t expected to find historical texts so easily within the Magic Tower.
‘But being threatened and surrounded by Mages? That I didn’t anticipate.’
I had thought Ren was a lunatic, but Mage Clinky possessed a madness that consumed him entirely when it came to research.
I uncrossed my arms.
I had promised Nix I would return to the Mansion shortly.
I had no desire to waste time here unnecessarily.
“Hey.”
Clinky, not thinking the call was directed at him, gave no response.
“Hey, explosion-head Mage.”
“…You’re calling me.”
Ren poked Clinky’s ribs repeatedly.
Clinky’s eyes narrowed into triangles.
“What?”
Undeterred by his irritable reply, I smiled crescent-eyed and asked, “Have you ever heard what happens when a weakling recklessly challenges someone above their station?”
“I’m not weak, so I wouldn’t know! I’m a 6-Circle Mage…!”
“6-Circle, 6-Circle—that’s really getting tiresome.”
Clinky’s eyes widened as his words were cut short.
“When you’ve lived long enough, you encounter such people. Sometimes those without real skill become arrogant and attempt reckless challenges, but that’s not courage—that’s foolishness.”
“…This is… absurd.”
An ominous atmosphere descended. The Mages, who had been charging terrifying spells as if ready to attack at any moment, froze solid as ice.
Was it magic?
Only then did Clinky sense the strange wrongness and hurriedly glanced around.
The ticking of the clock’s second hand, which had been steadily advancing, was no longer audible.
The world…
had stopped.
Watching the other Mages, who didn’t blink even once, Clinky’s mouth slowly fell open.
But how?
“What exactly are you….”
“Who exactly are you…?”
“Before you go charging in like you’re about to split someone open, maybe think for a moment? Why do you Mages always rush in so recklessly?”
No one could answer her serious question about why someone so intelligent would act this way.
Not even Clinky, who wasn’t under any spell.
Vivian clicked her tongue softly and checked her magical reserves.
Time-stopping magic consumed an enormous amount of mana, but there was no helping it.
‘If I’m going to teach them a lesson, I need to do it properly so they never dare attack again.’
Sometimes accepting a loss was the better choice.
Vivian placed her hand on her waist and gestured threateningly with her chin.
“Still don’t understand?”
“T-time-stopping magic is an 8th Circle spell or higher… how are you even casting it? No, wait. Right, right. Since you’re a research subject, maybe that’s different?”
Clinky muttered to himself as if his soul had left his body, unable to comprehend the situation, yet he still couldn’t abandon the idea of Vivian being a research subject.
Words clearly wouldn’t work.
Vivian shrugged helplessly.
“Seems like you don’t understand. Well, that’s fine. Usually everything becomes clear after you get hit.”
“Huh?”
Only then did focus return behind Clinky’s thick-rimmed glasses.
Hit? Who?
Me?
Watching Clinky point at himself, Vivian broke into a wide smile and unleashed a binding spell.
That’s right! You!

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