I’m the only magic tower owner Chapter 256

Only I Am the Magic Tower Lord Episode 256

As I gurgled loudly, people looked at me wondering what was going on.

I quickly wiped my mouth and floor with a tissue and fixed my eyes on the TV.

‘Is the next magic tower owner Na Daeyong?’

Personally, I expected Jeong Seo-jin to become the magic tower owner, but that was not the case.

Well, that guy is in charge of the second floor manager and all business parts of the Magic Tower. If you become the owner of a magic tower, there will be no one to take on the role of Jeong Seo-jin.

Even Jinbo, given his personality, doesn’t seem to have much interest in being a direct magic tower holder.

On the other hand, Na Dae-yong was not only the most talented member of the 4th floor team, but also a person with leadership and reputation, and a strong desire to excel.

Above all, because he possesses the trait of being ‘over-immersive’, there were a lot of stories going around that he was my successor.

‘But Doyeon and Daeyong don’t seem to get along very well… … ‘

I put the sikhye straw in my mouth again. It felt strange to see people who were so compatible and wanted to stay on the 4th floor even if they were given managerial qualifications, engaging in a media war with each other.

Is this the position of the Minister of Magic and the Magic Tower Lord? Or what happened?

Either way, it seems like 5 years was a long time.

‘What are you all doing?’ … .’

Everyone was curious about the news. In my heart, I want to go to the magic tower and see his face and hear his voice in person. However, the catch is that there is a ‘mine’ among them. I am the only one who knows this, and I must refrain from revealing my identity until I find out who the demon is.

‘Of course, I like the freedom I have now.’

I lay down flat on the floor.

It is true that I feel dizzy when I think about the grueling schedule during my days as the Mage Tower.

But I have no intention of avoiding it. With power comes responsibility, and I know what role I will have to play in the future.

However, for the time being, I want to enjoy the short freedom I have been given for a few days and do the things I want to do.

‘Originally, I should have heard Ea’s nagging at this timing.’

I kept trying to contact her when I came here, but she remained silent.

Just in case, I opened the spiritual window and checked, and it seemed clear that she was safe. She must also find a way to connect with her.

‘Let’s not be hasty and solve the problem one by one.’

I looked at Cha Do-yeon, the Minister of Magic, who was giving an impassioned speech on TV and explaining things to reporters.

Does she know? The fact that I was lying in the corner of the sauna, watching myself.

* * *

“hello!”

“good morning!”

There was a woman walking up the stairs while receiving polite greetings from people.

She had purple hair down to her waist, wore light clothes, and was holding a basket containing a wet towel and various perfumes in one hand.

She is the manager of the first floor of the magic tower that moves the world. She was Jin Jin-ra, also known as the source of the potion.

“Are you here? Manager!”

The guards all saluted. The place she headed was the sealed study on the second floor. It was a space with tighter security than any other place in the Mage Tower, with only the Mage Tower owner and administrators allowed to enter.

She nodded, walked over, and placed her palm on the magic circle engraved on the door.

Ugh!

The security magic circle verifies the identity of the person entering and disarms itself. She went into the study and closed the door.

“Senior, I’m here.”

she said, rummaging through the basket.

“Should I try this today? It has a cherry scent, and now it’s good for moisturizing my skin. I thought your skin got dry last week.”

She muttered, sitting down and unfolding her towel.

“Senior, you probably told me to use a strange herbal body wash, right? Sometimes it’s good to try something new…”

Her arm, which was about to wash away Yushin, suddenly stopped.

For the past five years, Yushin’s body, which had always been there, had disappeared from nowhere.

“Aaaaaaaaaah!”

The guards were startled by Jin Jin-ra’s horrifying screams and entered the study.

“Administrator!”

“What’s going on…! Huh!”

Jin Jin-ra was shedding tears, looking as if she would break down at any moment.

“Where are you?”

She said, her voice shaking.

“Where are you, senior?”

The guards urgently searched the study, but no matter how hard they searched, there was no trace of Yushin’s body.

It would be appropriate to say that he literally disappeared in a secret room.

The security manager stammered.

“Boo, obviously we were keeping watch outside! The only one who came in during the past month was the assistant manager! No one else was able to come in…!”

“shut up!”

As she shouted in a bloody voice, the guards stiffened.

“How can you work and get paid like this? You all should be fired!”

Tears began to pour ceaselessly from her eyes. The makeup and mascara I had prepared to go see her resting place smeared everywhere.

“Find him! Find him right away! Even if it means searching the Magic Tower, Seoul, and the world, find him!”

“Yes, old!”

The guards ran in a panic and spread the news of Kim Yu-shin’s disappearance by radio.

Jin Jin-ra stumbled with a vain look on her face and fell down on the floor.

“Seniors…….”

* * *

After exploring the sauna, I found myself in a fun place.

It is the ‘Kim Yu-shin Museum’.

I’m telling you this in advance, just in case, but this is not a museum that records the achievements of General Kim Yu-shin during the Silla Dynasty.

It is truly I, Kim Yu-shin’s museum.

‘… … I’m really going crazy.’

When I died after the battle with the Lord of the Sky Castle, I became a hero and a legend who saved the world and died with honor.

The neatly organized garden and the sign of the modern design building standing tall on the land of Geumssaragi in Seoul immediately say ‘Kim Yu-shin Museum’. I can’t believe it.

I felt like I would get caught if I went in here with this face, so I changed my face to a water curtain and went inside.

Admission fee is 2,000 won. The ticket showed me posing with a solemn expression. My whole face felt hot.

“Take the black kick!”

Kids wearing my cosplay were running wild in front of the entrance. He wore a navy blue robe over his t-shirt and even had a great sword strapped to his back.

“Then I’m Volcano Ground!”

“Black Kick is faster than Volcano!”

“No! I can’t use Black Kick because of the fire coming from the volcano!”

My head suddenly feels dizzy. Aside from everything else, are you still calling it Black Kick?

“You guys! If we keep fighting, only half of us will be able to enter the museum?”

“No!”

The teacher appeared, grabbed the hands of the two children, and dragged them away. I also sighed and walked away.

‘What does it feel like to visit my own museum?’

First of all, it is an experience that not everyone can have. I passed through the well-manicured garden and entered the building.

There were a lot of children. Perhaps because it is located in a place with good transportation in Seoul, it seems to be a popular excursion course for elementary school and kindergarten students.

Each video theater is showing my records. What I’m watching is the fight scene with Blackjack.

“Oh, this.”

“I’ve played it 500 times.”

The T-shirts of men in their early 20s who said that had my face drawn on them.

After searching on the Internet, it seems that adults also frequent this place to purchase limited edition Kim Yu-shin goods that change every month.

I can’t believe I’m being consumed by virtuous content… … It really is the turn of the century.

I walked around the museum, trying to control my facial expressions as best as I could. Suddenly, a dented wall was on display, with a clear skull mark drawn on it.

There is an explanation attached that it is actually a wall that Kim Yu-shin used Devastar to create.

On the other side, the reference books I had studied were lined up in a glass display case. These are the things I left behind when I left the dorm.

‘No, why are you displaying something like this…’ … ‘

Is this feeling of disparity perhaps a good thing? I am still alive and well, but this museum unfolds my life like a story of great heroism.

I couldn’t bear the resistance any longer, so I decided to just run my errands and leave.

I looked at the museum map and found my destination.

‘It’s at the right end of Building D.’

The museum was quite large, as it was ranked among the top places to visit in Seoul. And Hall D, the highlight of this museum, was definitely more crowded than other places.

I raised my head and looked at the large sword in the exhibition hall on the glass wall atop the two-story high monument.

[The magic sword favored by Kim Yu-shin, judged to be an SS-class relic. No one but Kim Yu-shin can handle it.]

There is also a ‘photo zone’ where you can take pictures from a place where you can see the Specter.

People were taking pictures in front of my sword, and students in school uniform were standing in a long line.

‘How have you been?’

I slowly extended my hand towards the Specter. I was thinking about taking it back like this, but I slowly lowered my hand.

There are more people than you think. It seemed like I would have to wait for more people to leave in order to retrieve the Specter without any problems.

Deciding to take a break, I walked to the vending machine.

‘Wow, there are even pine needle eyes!’

It’s a good method of historical research, isn’t it? I think I might love the Kim Yu-shin Museum just a little bit.

After plucking a can of pine needle snow, I sat down on a nearby bench and took a sip. I desperately missed this refreshing taste of nature.

“…….”

The female student sitting next to me glances this way and then returns her gaze to her cell phone.

After emptying the entire can, I got up and went to the vending machine. Then he took another can and came back.

A female student glances at me as I drink my second can of pine needle snow.

‘Is this your first time seeing someone eat this?’

She looks up with an expressionless face and looks at the students in the same school uniform taking pictures in front of Specter.

Then he sighs as if he feels pathetic.

Suddenly I wanted to talk.

“Why don’t you go and take pictures?”

She turned her head and looked at me.

Then he just nodded his head slightly without answering.

“why?”

“Because I hate Kim Yu-shin.”

“…….”

Ugh, my heart suddenly hurts.

It wasn’t a bad feeling to come here and see people who liked me, but there were also people who didn’t like me.

I suddenly became curious about the reason.

I am immersed.

‘Why do you hate me?’ If you ask me, I’ll just say it.

“so do i.”

For now, I decided to sympathize. Then she looks back at me with curious eyes.

“why?”

“He looks a little cheesy.”

She narrows her eyes and purses her lips. It’s an expression that says, ‘What is that?’

“Then why do you hate it?”

“……well.”

She looked out the window with a strange expression. Her eyes were unusually deep for someone her age.

“I don’t think it’s a story I would tell to a man I’m meeting for the first time.”

… … I got hurt twice today alone.

For the first time in my life, I was able to hear my uncle’s voice in my museum.

“Do I look that old?”

“No, rather than that…”

She stretched out her slender finger and pointed to the can of ‘Pine Needle Snow’ in my hand.

“If you have that taste, you’re right.”

… … What about the eyes of pine needles! It would be better for you to curse at me!

“Everything in this world comes back to karma. Will there come a day when you too will be called ‘ajum’ by children?”

She laughed out loud.

Well, you’re not old enough to worry about things like that yet.

I smiled bitterly and took a sip of pine needle snow. She kept staring, so she asked playfully.

“I’ll give you a can. Would you like to try a new flavor?”

“Should I tell the teacher that some strange man keeps talking to me and trying to feed me a suspicious liquid?”

“……hey.”

“Ahaha! Just kidding!”

As soon as I return after 5 years, I would hate to be caught by the police for harassing a minor.

After drinking two cans in a row, I wanted to urinate. I went to the bathroom, did some business, and came back.

Kukukuk!

There was a sound of the building shaking from the impact. Feeling the aftereffects of magical power, I sighed and scratched my eyebrows.

‘Whether it was before or now, it’s still the same thing that pops up without any foundation.’

[emergency! emergency! A rift has occurred in a nearby area! Please evacuate to the bomb shelter on the second basement floor of this building!]

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