I’m the only magic tower owner Chapter 76

I’m the only magic tower owner episode 076

When I opened my eyes, I was inside the Magic Tower. In front of me, the space-time leading to the 4th floor trial still opens its black maw.

“Tapju! Topju! Are you okay?”

Ea came panting.

I slowly stroked my chest.

There were no injuries. No, there wasn’t even a trace of injury.

“…… What happened?”

“The tower owner died in a fictional space magic. I believe it did not affect his real body.”

“…….”

Is this death in virtual reality?

But perhaps because it was so realistic, it was difficult to get over the shock.

This is the first time I have been so helpless.

My mind was spinning.

‘They said they had the same amount of mana as me, but the difference is this much…’ … ‘

I just stretched out on my back.

My thoughts were complicated.

He met the previous magic tower lord, had a duel, and died by an overwhelming margin.

still.

‘I want to be together again.’

My fist gained strength.

Having a goal to defeat is truly exhilarating.

You can try again and again. If you stick with it a little longer, you might be able to get a feel for it.

I got up, feeling my original intention of taking on the challenge of the first floor. But suddenly my vision started spinning and I fell to my knees on the floor.

“……uh?”

My mind was spinning. I felt nauseated and suddenly tears welled up in my eyes.

I feel like I’m not myself.

“Tapju.”

Ea hugged my body warmly.

“Now is the time to calm down.”

“Why am I doing this all of a sudden?”

“……No matter how virtual the world is, death is death.”

There were aftereffects. I can still remember the cold feel of the ice lodged in my heart.

Trying again with this physical condition and condition is, of course, foolish.

“……Okay. Let’s go get some rest.”

* * *

I slept well and the next morning, I challenged Anton again.

It was strong.

This time it didn’t last longer than 10 minutes.

‘This time I’m drowning.’

I remember struggling in pain with a fish tank of water on my face and losing consciousness. Anton was completely destroying me in every way.

In the end, I returned to the lobby on the first floor and was contemplating a strategy while drinking the coffee Ea had given me.

-Tiring!

“hmm?”

I turned on my smartphone and checked when I heard a text message. Caller ID restriction.

-Give up the potion business.

“Fuha!”

What are these bastards?

What kind of joke is this?

“Ah. Could you please bring Seojin to the second floor?”

“I understand. Top owner.”

After a while, Jeong Seo-jin came down from the second floor and showed me the message I had received.

His expression hardened slightly.

“……Hmm, let’s check it out. There’s a Kalam gun, so it won’t hurt to be careful.”

I took out my arm and supported the back of my head.

“What else is there this time? I’m not asking you to give me a potion ability or a recipe. Just give up the business?”

Jeong Seo-jin touched his chin with a serious expression.

“It’s strange to hear. Once the potion is commercialized, we will focus on investigating people who are in trouble.”

“Are there people in trouble?”

Potions have a public benefit.

Although the price is cheap, it is also true that the potion has increased the stability and return rate of hunters in the dungeon.

Whether it’s cheap or expensive, there’s no one who can object to the availability of potions as a player.

Rather, it is a good thing that as the potion business expands, the probability of owning a few bottles increases.

“Could it be a demon? The potion is greatly increasing the survival rate of hunters. And hunters are the biggest enemies of monsters.”

“That makes sense. However, due to the recent incident, their true identity is in the spotlight, and the demons are lying on the ground holding their breath. It is not wise to do anything at a time like this.”

“Hmm.”

Jeong Seo-jin said after thinking about it.

“Ah, there are. Those whose presence decreases as the potion business grows.”

“who?”

“Players with recovery abilities. If I were to estimate their power further, it would be the ‘Healer Union.’”

“……Ohh.”

‘Healers’ with recovery-type abilities are rare. Commonly speaking, they are treated like nobility.

And the Healer Union is a ‘guild’ made up of these healer talents.

Only recovery players can join, and it operates by dispatching healers to each guild. Of course, if you want to bring a healer as a mercenary, you have to pay a huge price.

“Until now, ‘recovery in the field’ was a sanctuary exclusive to healers. However, when the potion is activated, healers can feel as if their unique territory is being taken away.”

“You’re trying to protect your food bowl.”

Certainly, if potions begin to become active in the market, the position of those with recovery abilities may decrease.

“The timing is roughly right.”

Jeong Seo-jin said.

“Just yesterday, we announced plans for Alchemia’s second store.”

“So you reacted sensitively after hearing that news… For now, it’s just our expectation, so please investigate.”

“All right.”

* * *

There was one threatening text message, but other than that, the potion business was growing smoothly.

First, we decided to set up an office that could support the business in line with the increased sales volume.

Until now, we had outsourced all material distribution, store management, and promotions, but now we have decided to manage them ourselves. Jeong Seo-jin, who is in the middle, had a hard time.

It’s different from before. Now we can pay our employees’ salaries and cover office rent.

As Jeong Seo-jin had already started an IT company once, there were no obstacles in handling his work.

We attracted 10 young and talented people and quickly began supporting store operations and operating the website. It is still a small office, but it will grow larger in the future.

I gave the following instructions:

‘Now that you’ve built your brain, it’s time for the eight digits. ‘Let’s buy from the distribution companies we are currently working with, starting with the cheapest ones.’

Jeong Seo-jin asked after hearing my instructions.

‘Is the aim to rationalize operating costs?’

‘In addition, there are security issues. In the past, Kalam guys kidnapped and tortured drivers who worked with us to get information. Because of that, some companies gave up working with us.’

‘How could I forget?’

‘The small distributors we work with continue to suffer from external threats. Collaborating with outside parties may create holes in security. Now we have the capital and the office to control, so let’s just embrace it.’

Now, I think my name and the power I have are enough to block the threat of a mediocre guild.

There is a Hunter Association behind me, and the guilds that have established trust through regular dealings with me are also formidable.

So we bought a small distribution company that was on the verge of bankruptcy.

When I went to a crumbling company to sign a contract, I can still vividly hear the CEO holding my hand and thanking me for saving my family.

We hired all the drivers there full-time and promised them double their current salaries.

Now, Alchemia’s full-time drivers, not external personnel, are responsible for moving goods between dummy factories and stores.

The drivers who were on the verge of losing their jobs benefited from us, and their morale also increased significantly through this incident. This also closed any security holes.

Of course, none of the people in the office or the transport drivers know the identity of the magic tower. A clear division of labor between the business part and the magic tower part. This part is the biggest key.

Ultimately, the goal is to make Alchemia run on its own even if I or Jeong Seo-jin take their hands off it, just by supplying potions from the Magic Tower.

“……therefore.”

Tsk!

I spat bloody spit on the floor and wiped my mouth with my sleeve.

“Now all I have to do is do well.”

“What are you talking to yourself other than fighting?”

A huge wall in front of me.

Anton, the 13th Mage Tower lord.

When he returned to being a boy, his behavior and speech changed to that of a child. Although he was playfully waving his cane, his skill was indisputable.

“Let’s go back in.”

“Hehe! Come as much as you want!”

The information we have discovered so far about this 4th floor ordeal is as follows.

First things first. Anton is having his memories of the battle with me reset.

Currently, the battle between Anton and I continues to the 7th battle, but perhaps due to the uniqueness of the trial location, his memories remain at the 1st battle.

In other words, as long as my spirit is not broken, I can fight Anton infinitely, gain experience and discover his weaknesses, but Anton fights with only the memory of fighting me once.

but.

“What episode is this for you? You’re still very vague.”

Anton seemed to be aware that this battle was being repeated by my challenge.

And second. Like all the trials I have experienced so far, this one had an educational quality.

‘The wind cutter is fast, but its trajectory is too obvious. ‘If you want to use it in person-to-person combat, you’ll need to change the formula.’

‘Yes, you. It takes too long to warm up to fully immerse yourself in mana. When a wizard’s battle begins, the outcome is often decided within seconds. ‘I need practice to get a feel for it right away.’

‘It is too late to accept the concept of shield magic circle unfolding. Think of it as a concept of letting go of something that has already been created rather than unfolding it. It may be difficult to correct because you have already developed a habit, but you must change this and move on.’

Anton was pointing out my shortcomings one by one every time I used magic.

Since the memory is reset, if you make the same mistake, you will be pointed out the same way.

Next time, if I absorb the advice and show improvement, I’ll ask, ‘Did I tell you this?’ I recognized it like a ghost and set out the next task.

Anton is making up for the limitations I have in learning magic through books. Rather than teaching me new magic, he focused on pointing out my mistakes and giving me a practical sense.

Rather than an ordeal, it felt like I was being tutored by a wizard.

Oh, of course.

“Pfft!”

It was different from regular tutoring in that the teacher would rush to kill the student if they messed up.

A rank 3 frozen needle was stuck in my shoulder and blood was flowing out. I gritted my teeth and digested the formula in my head.

This person also copied the magic circle with the eyes of a wise man and returned it as is, but it was blocked by the shield that had risen like a picture.

“Hey! I told you not to do that!”

Suddenly Anton screamed.

Anton overlooked any mistakes I made (even killed him), but he was truly stern and angry at me at this point.

“Listen carefully! If you live your life copying other people’s magic, you will only be second-class for the rest of your life!”

The 3rd process flame-type magic pours in from the front. The sermon continued even as I frantically ran away, stepping on my leaf boots and shield.

“If you still have that trashy mindset, throw it away right away! Don’t worry about what others do, train what you have to the limit!”

In the end, my body, caught up in the firepower of the explosion, was blown up and fell hard to the floor.

Ugh, it really hurts so bad.

Anton was approaching, grinning. The shining eyes were so cruel that they seemed to pierce my heart several times.

“…My senior’s teachings. I know all of them, but there’s one thing that didn’t work out well.”

“What are you talking about all of a sudden?”

“I’m telling you to warm up quickly.”

I wiped the blood from my forehead that kept blocking my vision with my sleeve.

“I don’t know why. I couldn’t trick myself into getting immersed, and trying to speed up the tempo and increase my concentration only had the opposite effect. So I thought, ah, I’ll have to use some tricks to buy time against my senior. ”

“……huh?”

“When I imitate Grandpa’s magic, he always loses his composure and gets angry. Even his magic control, which was like a needle hole, becomes shaky.”

There is one thing that makes me uniquely competitive in Anton’s battle.

Experience and data.

I slowly took a deep breath and opened my eyes.

“Thanks, I’ve finished warming up. Now let me show you what I have.”

Magic circles began to proliferate, intertwined like spider webs in the air. Anton made a sullen expression.

“…I wonder if it’s that strange magic circle again? No matter how many times I cast a spell that clearly shows the starting point of the shot, it’s useless.”

“well.”

I raised the corners of my mouth.

“Let’s try it.”

fantasy,