Admission is a waste of time (320)
Lesson 62. Change – 5
Although the S-class dimension had already experienced Prominence, Melodia held a wonder that surpassed Prominence.
In terms of dimensional order, Prominence, which is S-7 rank, should be ahead of Melodia, which is S-9 rank, but Ban Yu-won did not understand why Melodia was able to surpass Prominence in terms of magical power density――.
Misty, who noticed Ban Yu-won’s thoughts, gave him a hint by silently glancing at Aire.
“No, really?”
“At least the timing is the same.”
If that were true, it would not be surprising that not only the Melodia family, but even people from families with no direct connection to dragons, such as Misty and Leshu, would hold Aire in awe.
But perhaps because the two of them seemed so intimate in their conversation, which left out a lot of details, Aire pushed her away with a displeased expression.
“Yuwon is my friend.”
“Oh, of course, Aire!”
“Okay, I know.”
“Hey then Aire, big, I… … .”
Aire didn’t listen to Misty any longer.
Misty, who probably wanted to ask a question like, “Am I your friend?”, once again looked at Ban Yu-won with resentment, but this time he did not accept her either.
Because before they knew it, a space fleet that had taken off from the planet was approaching them.
Even Ban Yu-won knows very well what the musical note seals embedded in each side of the huge ship symbolize.
“Did they come out to greet me?”
“Because it’s Irene.”
For some reason Misty was meddling.
On the other hand, Aire maintained an indifferent expression, and her unique personality of maintaining aloofness in areas where any human would feel superior or proud, conversely made her seem even more special.
Rushu was trembling with fear as if he had little gall, and Ban Yu-won… … .
[The tension is high, Master.]
‘I know.’
He smiled bitterly as he felt the energy of the Melodia family, who never seemed to welcome him.
No, if Aire, who the Melodia family is supporting with all her might, is hanging on to one Ban Yu-won and doesn’t know what to do, even if he is a member of the family, it wouldn’t be pleasant.
But it was too murderous to be the only reason… … I had a gut feeling that it might have something to do with how Aire had acted when dealing with Zenon before.
[How does that connect directly to that?]
‘Originally, when a person does something that he or she doesn’t usually do, there is a clue that will help you figure out why. The Russian playwright Anton Chekhov said that if you depict a gun hanging over the fireplace in Act 1, you should shoot it in Act 3.’
The day Dokgo Yeon died.
Ban Yu-won could not forget the strangely abrupt remarks made by Aire and the magical power that overflowed with life.
He didn’t know exactly who this was directed at, but… …he was now going to use all his powers to read and memorize every concept he could.
So that I never lose anything again due to my own shortcomings.
[Does that mean that if I get caught, the master will shoot Melodia with a gun?]
‘I understand perfectly.’
[I understand Chekhov’s gun now. But there’s also the word MacGuffin, right?]
‘That’s a really cool word, but I’ll explain it in more detail later.’
[You’re saying you won’t explain it.]
‘You’ve already figured out the essence of the MacGuffin.’
Soon the ship was approaching the spaceship carrying the party, and a transmission came in from there.
– Welcome, Lady Aire. Would you like to meet the head of the household?
“No, I’m going to rest with Yuwon. Prepare a large room in the mansion.”
– The head of the household would like to have an interview with the student Ban Yu-won.
“Come talk to me tomorrow.”
―They say we need to talk alone. And right now.
Ayre raised her voice to the messenger inside the ship, across the communications network, with an expression of disbelief.
“Why? Are you going to take the amusement park away from me?”
– They said they would return it right away. The head of the household has personally arranged a time and place for an interview with Ban Yu-won.
I don’t know since when the ownership of Banyuwon began to be traded with Melodia, but Banyuwon knew very well that the messenger’s words were not directed at Ayre.
It means that you should step forward before Aire overdoes it any further.
Ban Yu-won calmed down Aire, who was about to turn on the spaceship and accept the ship, and opened his mouth to answer the communication.
“Give me the coordinates, I’ll go there.”
-Okay, student Ban Yu-won.
As soon as Ban Yu-won intervened, the messenger responded as if he had been waiting and sent the coordinates.
Aire also felt something odd about the exchange, as her eyes narrowed and she quickly glanced around at the fleet that had formed a circle around the spaceship as if escorting it.
In some ways, it seemed like a siege.
“Yuwon, wait.”
“I’ll be right back.”
Ban Yu-won said that he would first prepare a gun to shoot Ga-ju.
“I don’t like the way it’s done. It’s violent and arbitrary.”
“You’re a family of teenagers, so you’d be foolish. It’s okay, just wait.”
Ban Yu-won showed his face and tried to calm down the angry Aire with suitable words. Then, he waved his hand to Misty and Leshu, who were looking at him with wide eyes, and manifested the Origin Sword.
The Origin Sword, which had swallowed up the concept of spatial control and included incomplete movement abilities, evolved into a more complete form after its battle with Zenon, who ruled over the entire space following the previous battle with the constellation.
Now, it is possible to travel fairly long distances reliably, as long as it does not involve crossing dimensions.
“ah.”
Thus, the next moment, Ban Yu-won, who had teleported to the coordinates he had been given, encountered a middle-aged man sitting on a sofa, leaning against the corner of an office that resembled the president’s office of Union Academy, leisurely holding a teacup.
“You didn’t even touch the barrier.”
The man tilted his teacup and took a sip of tea, glared at Ban Yu-won with a sharp expression and said:
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Ban Yu-won shrugged, feeling slightly proud of his refined skills.
“Ah, yes. My martial arts originally had the ability to read gaps.”
“A gap… … .”
The man drank his tea again.
“I was proud that I had created a more perfect barrier than anyone else except for dragons, using magic that I had learned directly from the True Dragon… … but that’s where I found a gap.”
Perhaps because his throat was quite dry, he continued to drink his tea without leaving Ban Yu-won alone, so Ban Yu-won also sat down across from him.
As I pressed down on the sofa, admiring the soft cushioned feel that I had never felt before, not only on Earth but also in the Union, and thinking, “What a difference a rich house makes,” the man, Lastail Pendragon Melodia, the head of the Melodia family, snorted.
“I don’t know who is the guest and who is the host.”
“If you had called me here to treat me as a guest, you would have told me to sit down a long time ago, right?”
Gaju couldn’t say anything in response to Ban Yu-won’s words.
In fact, the head of the household knew that it was extremely rude to accept him as a guest, from calling out to Ban Yu-won, who was with Aire, to leaving him standing there blankly drinking tea.
Of course, all of this was calculated and implemented as a result of a proper mix of complaints about the anti-Japanese sentiment and intentions to test it.
Ban Yu-won was not the type of person to be frightened or to please the heads of teenage families.
If that were the case, we wouldn’t be climbing the Tower of Babel.
“But first, I must thank you. Your support last time helped us repel the Prominence invasion.”
“Are you planning to end it with just one word?”
“I also have a lot to receive from Melodia.”
“I said that when Lady Aire was watching, for sure.”
Ban Yu-won couldn’t help but laugh as he watched Ga-ju’s nose wrinkle as he frowned.
“I plan to help improve the dragon’s teeth. I have decided on that as the research topic for next year together with Aire.”
“It’s a reward that feels excessive… … The next owner of the Tower of Babel wants to help create the artifact.”
Faced with the head of the household speaking slowly like that, Ban Yu-won thought, “Well, that must be the case.”
Saying this may sound like bragging, but Ban Yu-won’s abilities were far too advanced for someone so young, and even just the glimpses of the abilities he displayed on the outside showed similarities with the countless miracles that occurred at the Tower of Babel.
Moreover, there was no need to be surprised since Melodia Gaju seemed to have figured out Ban Yu-won’s true identity from the moment she first saw him.
“When I first entered this dimension, I felt hostility. Was it because I was connected to the Tower of Babel?”
“That’s right. Ban Yu-won, you’ve probably heard it here and there, but let me state it clearly here――The builder of the tower is the enemy of the True Dragon.”
“Was it because the builders of the Tower of Babel wanted to unite all dimensions based on the tower, and the True Dragons built dimensional walls to block that?”
“under.”
Melodia’s family seemed genuinely shocked by what Ban Yu-won had said.
“Where did you get such accurate information? There must have been a dimensional locking spell in place, so I couldn’t find it anywhere. … … This must be the traitor’s tomb.”
“you’re right.”
In fact, I couldn’t find any text that directly stated that Jinryong built the dimensional wall in the ruins, but Gaju fell for Ban Yuwon’s bluff.
The moment when it was clearly revealed that Jinryong and Banyuwon’s ancestors were enemies.
Ban Yu-won let out a sigh and raised his hand, pressing hard on his temple.
“There is no need for me to fight with Aire just because our ancestors fought and fought.”
“I gained a long life through the wisdom I gained from the dragon. When I look back on my own history, it has been repeated so consistently that it always seems foolish.”
To be honest, the owner put down his teacup, sighing.
The glass was neatly empty.
“I think the easiest way would be to kill him here and now.”
“That’s probably why you chose to call only me, leaving Aire out.”
“Right, but… … .”
The owner was guarding his spot.
To be exact, I had no choice but to guard it.
Because he started fighting Ban Yuan, there was no sense that he could completely subdue or kill him until he summoned Ayre or escaped on his own.
Having trained in martial arts, he was able to maintain a posture that allowed him to respond to the head of the household without any gaps at any time, and his refined, top-level magical power was also ready to manifest at any moment he wanted.
“You’re too strong to kill secretly.”
“Thank you for the compliment.”
Not only was he strong, but the way Ban Yu-won came to find him was also incredible.
When I asked her to give me a coordinate, I was worried that she was making fun of me, so I told her where and how to do it, and she came to me with an advanced spatial ability that no one could imitate.
Teleportation magic is the magic that represents the teenage family Melodia.
Since he used techniques superior to those of Melodia, it was said that Ban Yu-won was already at a level where he could be considered the best in the universe when it came to space movement and control.
But would he just sit there and deal with you if you tried to kill him?
If you just quickly jump in, that’s it.
“Does this… make sense? It was never like this when I saw it before. And it hasn’t even been half a year since then.”
“Because I’ve been through a lot.”
Ban Yu-won answered with a playful frown.
It was quite annoying to see him frown as if he was imitating the expression he had been making earlier, but Gaju let out a sigh as he felt his respect for the young sleeping dragon overpower his hatred for the man who could potentially become his enemy.
Ban Yu-won’s life had already passed two thousand years.
“Now that you’ve finished your calculations, let’s talk about Aire. Without going around in circles, just tell me what needs to be said.”
“If you want, I can do that.”
The tongue-licking Gaju spoke bluntly.
“Aire is not a mercenary.”
“No, wait a minute.”
“She is a true dragon.”
I felt like I’d been shot.
Ban Yu-won closed his eyes tightly, blaming Anton Chekhov.
