Chapter 59

Chapter 59

Magic Tower (4)

The next day.

Before meeting the Magic Tower lord Amelia and Paulen first decided to stop by the church near the villa.

Before leaving the house Paulen said to Amelia with a sly voice.

“Dinner also and morning also receiving the meal the saintess made by hand. Worry whether will receive too much jealousy from the believers like this.”

“Where would there be a believer who harbors such a heart toward the paladin in the world?”

‘While saying ate well picking teeth with a toothpick...’

Amelia recalling the appearance of Paulen eating food.

No matter how many times recalling could not find the feeling of being honored.

“Hahaha! If seeing the taste of delicious Amelia’s food might be jealous. Don’t think so, Buduri?”

‘Jealousy? Why?’

The slime could not properly understand the meaning of Paulen’s words and tilted the body sideways.

Even if knowing the concept of jealousy looking at various books in the Ludendion count family, because related to food could not easily associate.

“Please don’t say strange words to Buduri. More than that let’s go quickly.”

“Understood, Amelia.”

Like in the church Amelia held the slime with both hands and went outside together with Paulen.

“Ah! Saintess! And paladin Paulen! Really honored to meet.”

The priest in charge of the Magic Tower’s church welcomed Amelia and Paulen with a voice full of emotion.

Since the priests in charge of each church nationwide not staying in the Holy City the opportunity to see the saintess or paladin directly does not come easily so the priest being emotional was also natural.

“Please come find anytime if there is something wanted. I will try my best!”

The gaze looking at herself with sparkling eyes was burdensome for Amelia.

Of course even if burden from low confidence of whether self is a person who receives such gazes, even so Amelia answered the words the priest wants and she also wanted to hear because knows the heart of the person with such gazes of respect and longing and expectation well.

“Thank you for that heart. Will rely when needed.”

“Yes!”

Looking at that scene Paulen thought one thought again several times.

‘Understanding others’ hearts and acting is also the reason you are saintess-like, Amelia.’

Amelia and Paulen, and the slime who finished simple greetings to the priest and believers headed to the Magic Tower.

+++

‘Finally this time came.’

Somewhere unknown secret workshop on the Dersia continent.

There the joker.

The lich and former celestial law mage Bentus Frail was calming the heart and looking at the broadcast screen.

After hearing the news that the slime meets the Magic Tower lord the joker tried to calm the heart meditating, but from the moment arrived at the Magic Tower could not calm at all.

First the appearance of Gracie Frail who is own descendant scratched his heart of the natural mage faction.

Especially since Gracie with an appearance exactly resembling the cousin older sister of the young days the joker remembers, ended up feeling mental pain as if the cousin older sister who was the same natural mage corrupted into a magic tool doping mage.

-The change of the era... the change of the era might have happened for a moment! Would be a sparkling trend!

The joker somehow governing the heart and self-rationalizing.

However, after Gracie left, looking at the scene of Paulen calmly strolling taking the slime such self-rationalization also became useless.

-Trend my ass!

There were more shops dealing with magic tools than when the joker stayed at the Magic Tower.

But among the mages passing the streets there was not a single person hanging magic tools dangling like Gracie.

At most the level of hanging one or two rings or necklaces.

Therefore, the shocking scene of Gracie the descendant with the same blood flowing as self rose again and tormented the joker.

-Uaaaaaa!

Before even seeing own enemy Brooks the joker let out a scream alone in the workshop.

Of course that did not mean continued suffering.

Because experienced even harder and more painful things than this in the travel of subjugating the black dragon.

The joker somehow gathered the heart and recovered.

‘Dislike... but absolutely dislike! That decision is also the choice of my descendant Gracie. Just getting angry unconditionally... ugh! When meeting directly later will confirm how that spirit head is!’

The natural mage’s pride made a new goal for the joker.

The screen shining changed to the group that finished simple greetings at the church heading to the Magic Tower.

And at the entrance of the Magic Tower.

“Good morning! Saintess! Paladin! Please leave to this proud celestial law mage’s descendant! This Gracie Frail even in the Magic Tower!”

Gracie Frail was waiting.

-Kuuuuk!

The joker suppressed the natural mage old-fashioned heart trying to rise again and continued watching the screen.

Entered inside the Magic Tower following Gracie’s guidance.

▶Cloth scrap wearing humans everywhere.

▶Eoh, not cloth scrap but called ro~be~.

▶How does nim know that?

▶Watching the broadcast for nothing? Didn’t hear the humans saying robe? lmao

[Just Ram and See]▶Here is the nest of those strange humans who shoot water and shoot fire?

[Yarn Lady]▶Not a place that looks cute~ regrettable~.

‘Here... same as before.’

Unlike other monsters wondrous at the appearance of the Magic Tower seeing for the first time the joker was feeling nostalgia.

Mages wearing robes matched to the color of the attribute mainly used passing.

A gloomy looking mage muttering research content even while going alone.

A mage smiling recalling a magic formula thought alone kekek.

A mage walking like a zombie with dark circles arising processing the task the master mage gave.

The scenery of the Magic Tower not much different from 50 years ago.

However, such scenery brought anxiety and worry for Amelia who is coming to the Magic Tower for the first time.

“Um. Uh... Gracie?”

“Yes! Saintess! Is there something to ask?”

“Are those people there okay? Looks like need treatment...”

At Amelia’s question Gracie smiled and waved the hand.

“Ei, no need to treat. Because a common scene in the Magic Tower.”

“C, common scene?”

“Might look a bit peculiar to people seeing for the first time but all living well so please don’t worry.”

“I see.”

When Amelia nodded trying hard to understand.

Peeeeng!

“Who!”

“Aaaak! My new revolution formula that just roseeee!”

“Ickperju’s laboratory exploded!”

“How many times is this on earth!”

“Guys researching explosion magic are all so!”

“Someone go to the church a bit!”

“...Really okay?”

“That is a magic accident that occasionally happens in the Magic Tower. Will send contact to the church and the person to treat will come right away so we first go to meet the Magic Tower lord!”

“Go to the place where that explosion happened.”

“Yes? But...”

Amelia who always has low self-esteem and sometimes hesitates when alone.

“Quickly.”

Could act resolutely in the situation where there is one who needs treatment.

Gracie immediately answered sweating cold sweat like a scolded child.

“Ah, understood!”

And the joker who saw that appearance thought.

‘Frecia, got a good junior.’

The joker who was the saintess’s colleague early saw Frecia overlapping from Amelia.

+++

Amelia received Gracie’s guidance and headed to the place with the explosion.

And after treating the mage who did not die due to the explosion from the magic accident but received wounds, headed to the Magic Tower lord’s room.

‘Must not burn hatred. Must calm. Have seen several times the case of seeing failure moving carelessly.’

The joker repeated several times when arriving in front of the Magic Tower lord’s room and tried to prevent the rampage that might happen just in case.

And the door opened.

“Welcome to coming to the Magic Tower. Saintess Amelia, paladin Paulen. I am the current Magic Tower lord Brooks Besilja.”

The mage who betrayed himself.

The betrayer who tried to kill himself disguising as an accident and sneered at himself at the end.

Looking at Brooks Besilja’s appearance the joker.

-Puhahahaha! What! What!

Burst into laughter.

More than the hatred that might surge by chance more than the anger that put himself in this state.

Because the appearance of the person Brooks Besilja in own memory and the current appearance contrasted too much the joker could not help but burst into laughter.

-Became completely bald! Brooks! Puhahaha!

Unlike the memory that was extremely abundant the current Magic Tower lord Brooks Besilja’s head was bald bald shiny.

Not only bald.

Even the long chin beard continuously drew the joker’s laughter.

The joker knows.

How much Brooks showed off own hair.

Brooks who grew hair long to the back even for a man had a habit of jingling the hair.

Moreover even when using magic worried whether the hair would get scorched, and if even a little scorched by another mage’s magic greatly got angry.

On top of that the joker remembered the back talk done looking at the senior mage growing a long chin beard.

“What is good about chin beard? If growing have to grow hair like me. Chin beard only looks dirty?”

That was a kind of sarcasm and sneer.

Because the senior mages who grew long chin beards were all bald!

A man doing evil back talk comparing abundant self toward the bald.

That was exactly Brooks Besilja.

But.

Such he, now the jingling hair is nowhere and was growing a chin beard like the senior mages he so sneered at.

-Oh my! Oh my stomach! Puha! Ha! Hahaha!

The joker laughed largely to the extent of feeling phantom pain of the stomach that does not even exist.

Thanks to the unexpected transformation of the enemy there was no case of the rampage or explosion of hatred and anger the joker worried at first happening.

Meanwhile.

‘Sparkle sparkle!’

Opposite to the joker the slime had pure interest in the Magic Tower lord’s shiny head.

Because among the human heads met until now Brooks’s head was the baldest and shiniest.

The slime also saw humans with no hair several times, but among them shiny to the extent of looking glossy was the first for Brooks.

“Honored to meet, Magic Tower lord Brooks Besilja. I am Amelia in charge of the next saintess.”

“I am paladin Paulen in charge of escort. Honored to meet.”

After finishing the formal greetings Brooks Besilja stroked the chin beard and said.

“Though only a month please take care. In the Magic Tower people who get hurt frequently arise because of high academic passion.”

“Yes. Seemed so.”

“Hm? Ah, Gracie. By any chance an accident arose while coming?”

“Yes, Magic Tower lord. Senior Ickperju’s laboratory exploded and the saintess treated.”

“To think already received help. Really thank you, saintess Amelia.”

“No. I just did what I should.”

The formal greetings end timing.

Brooks glanced at Gracie and said.

“If there is something needed in the Magic Tower call Gracie. This child will gladly help you.”

“Yes? Magic Tower lord? I also have research time...”

“The great hero’s descendant helping the great hero’s successor how heartwarming a scene. Hehehe.”

‘The appearance of Bentus’s descendant doing the next saintess’s support will be quite worth seeing.’

“Ah, understood...”

Gracie followed Brooks’s words making an awkward smile.