Tia’s Smooth Life After Regression - Chapter 101

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Tiya’s Smooth Regression Life

Chapter 101

【What kind of guy is this? He’s only thinking about exploiting his disciple!】

Winter burst out in indignation.

Tiya’s expression also became serious.

Perhaps he still had some conscience left, as the Mage Lord clicked his tongue again and added more words.

“So if you want to learn magic from me, look around at everything here and steal it all for yourself. I’m not such a kind master. If you don’t like it, you can leave this room right now.”

The Mage Lord’s hand pointed toward the research lab door.

Tiya looked back and forth between the research lab door and the Mage Lord’s finger for a moment, then nodded with a serious expression.

“I understand what you’re saying, Argon.”

“Good, so…”

“Since you’ve been honest with me, I’ll make up my mind and confess honestly too!”

“What?”

“You said you have a hidden disciple other than me…!”

【Whatever it is, don’t do it.】

Facing the bewildered Mage Lord, Tiya spoke boldly.

“I also have a real master other than you, Argon!”

“What?”

【Why are you telling him that of all things!】

“But I really want to become the Mage Lord of Shetbyeol Tower. Are you planning to pass the Mage Lord position to your first disciple?”

“That’s… impossible.”

“Then I’ll be your second disciple, Argon! Let’s make good use of each other from now on!”

A moment of silence passed.

Soon, the Mage Lord’s shoulders began to shake.

“Kuk, hahaha! What kind of audacious little thing are you. Fine. Well said. Just as you use me as a stepping stone, I’ll use you as a mana battery too.”

“I think we get along well, Argon!”

Tiya clapped her hands together.

Argon chuckled at the child’s response and added a comment.

“Well, you’re better than those black-hearted elders. If you’re going to serve as a mana battery from now on, you need to eat a lot and put on some weight.”

“Yes, Argon!”

Winter let out a deep sigh watching the haphazardly formed master-disciple relationship.

A master who only thought about using his disciple’s mana and a disciple who only thought about using her master as a stepping stone to become Mage Lord.

In a way, they were a well-matched pair.

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Among mages, there’s a saying that has been passed down by word of mouth since ancient times.

‘Only those who keep their eyes open at night can hear the voices of the Constellations.’

This story originated from the fact that magic manifests more strongly at night when starlight is clearer than during the day.

Therefore, most mages had reversed day and night living patterns.

And Tiya visited Shetbyeol Tower every early afternoon when the mages were fast asleep.

“Argon! Your battery is here!”

At the top floor of Shetbyeol Tower, Tiya jumped out of the mana elevator that Rodion had set up a regular payment for and shouted.

“Good. I was waiting.”

The answer came immediately.

He always said that sleep disappears when you get old.

Unlike typical mages, Argon was active from very early hours.

Tiya familiarly took her place beside the Mage Lord.

Meanwhile, Winter immediately examined the scattered paper scraps here and there.

It was to steal and learn as much of his research as possible from this lab, just as the Mage Lord had said.

【Indeed, magic formulas can be organized this way too.】

Fortunately, Winter seemed to quite enjoy that thievery.

Argon’s research lab was still a mess of miscellaneous items, but just one place.

Only his workbench and Tiya’s seat were neatly organized.

Not only that, but fruits and baked goods for snacks were placed within Tiya’s reach, and seeing how the variety changed daily, he seemed to put quite a bit of effort into it.

Tiya nibbled on those snacks while carrying out the Mage Lord’s errands.

“Bring me the magic stone on that desk over there.”

“Get 15 number 7 screws.”

“Haven’t you seen the hammer that was here?”

Once Argon sat in front of his workbench, he never moved like an old tree.

Tiya’s job was just to bring him what he asked for, but it hadn’t been boring at all for the past week.

Because it was quite entertaining to watch the golem gradually being completed in the Mage Lord’s hands.

Tiya examined the golem that looked like a boy her age with admiring eyes.

‘It really looks like a person.’

Usually, a golem’s appearance is crafted according to its purpose. Therefore, golems in complete human form were rare.

However, the Mage Lord’s golem was different.

The face attached to the small body that looked about 10 years old even had facial features carved into it.

As if it was made to resemble someone, very delicately.

At a glance, it was hard to tell whether it was a golem or a person.

“Try putting mana into this.”

Then, the Mage Lord who had been carving a precise magic circle into the golem’s core spoke.

Tiya did as the Mage Lord instructed, placing her hand near the area corresponding to the golem’s heart and slowly pouring mana into it.

After pouring mana for some time like that.

“Should I put in more?”

“…That’s enough.”

At Tiya’s question, the Mage Lord answered with a fed-up expression.

“Well now, your mana amount is beyond common sense.”

“Thank you for the compliment, Argon!”

At Tiya’s bright response, the old man’s gaze, which had been fixed on the golem, turned to Tiya.

“From now on, call me Master instead of Argon.”

“Oh, don’t you like your name, Master?”

“That’s not it!”

The Mage Lord sighed deeply and gave an explanation.

“Argon is the surname of the first Mage Lord who established this Shetbyeol Tower. Each tower has a name that gets passed down. But I’m not used to it at all.”

Tiya also thought she wouldn’t easily get used to it if someone called her not Astiya but by someone else’s surname.

“Then do the Mage Lords of other towers also have names that get passed down?”

Tiya, who had ambitions to conquer all three towers, asked casually.

“Well. I’m not interested so I don’t remember well… but I think the Mage Lord of the Guardians’ Tower is called Winter.”

“Wow, what an amazing coincidence. Actually, my real master’s name is also Winter. He’s an incredibly awesome mage!”

At those words, a faint wrinkle appeared on Argon’s brow.

He had thought her master would be a tutor who taught etiquette like other noble ladies, or perhaps a knight who taught swordsmanship befitting a renowned sword family.

“A mage master?”

He stared at Tiya with a blank expression and suddenly asked.

“Isn’t the Vladijef Family famous for spirits?”

“Yes! My grandmother, father, and brothers are all Spirit Mages!”

Tiya excitedly rattled off boasts about her family that he hadn’t even asked about.

Leaving Tiya chattering away, the Mage Lord moved his hands to resume assembling the golem.

He seemed uninterested in Tiya’s story, but even so, he didn’t say that was enough.

Thanks to that, Tiya, who had been chattering nonstop, ended up bringing up the story of her failed first spirit ceremony.

Though she hesitated for a moment, Tiya continued speaking with a more composed expression than expected.

“If I could talk to spirits, there’s just one thing I’d want to ask. Why didn’t anyone come to my spirit ceremony.”

After a brief silence, the Mage Lord spoke.

“You know that when you receive a constellation’s choice, your magic power is converted to mana, right?”

“Yes! My master taught me that.”

Tiya answered triumphantly.

“The amount of mana is equivalent to the amount of magic power. Even before becoming a mage, you possessed an excessive amount of magic power. Surely to the spirits, that power appeared as something alien, beyond the scope of humanity. So it’s not so strange that they avoided you.”

Tiya blinked at the Mage Lord’s words.

Surprisingly, the long-held question that Tiya had carried all this time was instantly resolved by the Mage Lord.

‘So that’s why the spirits wouldn’t become friends with me.’

The feeling was strange.

‘So to the spirits, I was like a bear or something!’

Then Tiya’s eyes caught sight of Winter, who was absorbed in examining the magic circle.

The overwhelming emotion receded like a tide.

“Oh, but I don’t think that’s right! If I hadn’t become a mage, I’m certain I would have become a Spirit Mage someday.”

At Tiya’s words, the Mage Lord’s brow furrowed.

“You speak with such confidence, as if you’ve seen the future.”

Gasp! Tiya covered her mouth with both hands, then made a rambling excuse.

“A-anyway, I became a mage thanks to my master now!”

“You becoming a mage was through your own power, not thanks to anyone else. Doesn’t that master of yours even tell you that?”

A faint anger rose in the Mage Lord’s questioning words. Worried that her teacher might think badly of Winter, Tiya hurriedly defended him.

“But if my master hadn’t told me I could become a mage, I never would have even thought of becoming one in the first place! So—”

“That master of yours is a quack.”

“H-he’s not a quack!”

“Then he deceived you.”

Why does teacher keep speaking badly about Winter?

Tiya’s face reddened with indignation, and her cheeks puffed up like a fish when it happened.

“That master of yours, is he really someone trustworthy?”

The Mage Lord’s voice carried concern.

Following that, someone’s words echoed in Tiya’s mind.

‘Winter Vladijef, as for whether that being is truly honest with you?’

She couldn’t remember who had said those words or in what situation.

But the emotion she felt when hearing those words revived within Tiya.

A shock as if her heart had dropped with a thud.

Before she knew it, the Mage Lord had turned to look at Tiya and began explaining with a serious expression.

“Before becoming a mage, no one can know that they will become one. That’s why mages are called the chosen ones.”

No matter how vast one’s magic power, no matter how smart enough to solve all the magic formulas in the world, no matter how strong the desire to become a mage, one cannot be certain of becoming a mage.

Because even with everything in place, without receiving a constellation’s choice, it’s all for nothing.

“Before receiving the stars’ choice, no one can know they will become a mage.”

The Mage Lord’s voice seemed to come from far away.

【If you hadn’t become a Spirit Mage, you surely would have become an excellent mage.】

But clearly, Winter had been certain.

That she would become a mage.

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